The Green Tapestry

Beneath the azure, endless sky,

A green tapestry unfolds, oh so high.

Grass, the humble carpet of the earth,

A testament to nature's boundless worth.

With blades like emerald, they sway and sigh,

As the gentle zephyrs pass them by.

Upon this canvas, life's stories play,

In meadows and fields, both night and day.

A playground for creatures, large and small,

Grass stands resilient, welcoming all.

From tiny ants to the mighty stag,

It cradles life, from birth to flag.

The morning dew adorns each blade,

In glistening pearls, a sight to grade.

Beneath the sun's warm, golden ray,

Grass dances, in the light of day.

In whispers soft, it secrets keep,

Where creatures burrow and insects creep.

A haven for picnics, laughter, and play,

Grass invites us to while the hours away.

So, let us cherish this carpet green,

A marvel of nature, a tranquil scene.

In the grand tapestry of Earth's great show,

Grass, in its splendor, continues to grow.