National Poetry Month Challenge - Day 14

Today's prompt was to finish the sentence:

"If I Were _______"

and use that as your title.  Here is my offering for today.

If I Were That Blade of Grass

Honey touched dew would

glide down my shoulder,

offering succor for the season’s

dry, parched earth.

If I were that blade of grass,

young squirrels would

launch themselves onto branches,

using my strong, frond-like length

as a trampoline.

If I were that blade of grass,

I would be in danger of suffering nibbles

from deer and small rabbits,

but I would let them.

My capacity for growth

is endless.

If I were that blade of grass,

I would sing in the wind,

like the sound a wine glass makes

when touched on the rim –

liquid circles of high notes

and low tones.

If I were that blade of grass,

I would welcome both the new green

and the fading brown –

accept my short comings

and keep growing.

Cristina M. R. Norcross

Copyright 2014