Field of Grass

I own a field of grass. What a beauty it is! There is lots of black soil to settle hands in. When I water my field of grass, it grows. I love laying on it. I share in the sunlight.

I glow.

My field of grass makes me feel free. I am a friend to my field of grass, until I forget its beauty.

I look around at the other fields. Their grass goes straight up. My field’s grass moves with the wind. It collects lots of dirt.

(The dirt helps it grow.)

I change the texture of my field. I want it to look like all the rest.

I take a tractor to try to train my field of grass. It changes for a little, then it goes back to its original form.

I try trimming my field of grass. It only brings out the texture of it even more.

What am I to do? My field of grass is not working with me!

The battle between me and my field of grass goes on for years. Finally, one day, I give up. I no longer try to change my field of grass. I look after it instead.

I put water on my field of grass. I trim it. I clean it. I love it.

You have a field of grass that is one of a kind, too. I am talking about the field of grass in your head.

Dear child, the field in your head is a crown shining bright. Do not believe what you are told. Be bold. Believe in yourself. My field of grass makes waves. What does your field of grass do? Whatever it is, own every part of it.

Shine on with the heart you possess. Your field of grass is what makes you special.

Smile and do your best. Never settle for anything less.

© Traci Neal 2021

 

Poem for Kids written by Traci Neal

In-text illustrations by Rawpixel, with thanks.

LET’S CHAT ABOUT THE POEM ~ IDEAS FOR TALKING WITH KIDS

Individuality

1. In this poem, why do you think the field of grass grew better when the author stopped trying to change it, and decided to love it and care for it instead?

2. What do you think this might say about our own uniqueness?