As Grass

We grow as a seed its only love and water we shall need like all things we need love and nature but withno water or love we have no stature we are sporn we grow and search we enjoy our sun we do have fun but like all we have frosts make us cold autumn breeze makes us bold we come awake we smell the air saying lifes pretty fair spring comes bees playing birds laying but I am still staying summer comes the heat I cant beat need love need water I will die without either I will wilt go brown I will just fall down you may step on me and have no care but I was the the Lone you saw borne.