Grass Is Greener

One thing that I have heard As I have often been told Was the grass is always greener On the other side of the road, And to the that one statement I truly had no ideal, Was it but a lie that I often heard Or was that assumption for real. So on top of my own roof I went to, after my climb To check another ones yard Of course a yard, that wasn't mine. And there is where I stood As I surveyed across the road To see if anyone's grass was greener As I often had heard and also been told. And there from where that I stood And from what that I could see Their grass was not any greener Than my yard, that I do believe. So I surveyed the yards of my neighbors As up on my roof I stood as I thought Maybe all yards are all different then So I got off my roof, and I went for a walk. I walked down the street Then I walked up the next block Seems as though the houses got bigger Along with their possession's and their lots. Their grass didn't seem any greener Than mine or the other that I have seen Though theirs yards were much larger As though a good picture from everyone's dream. So there I left, and I continued my walk I then came across some railroad tracks And there stood houses and from what I saw, Their grass was as green, front yard and back. Though their yards they wasn't as large As the ones I have seen And their houses weren't as large or as nice But their yards, they were just as green. So then I headed back unto my home To reflect back on the things that I have seen, And of the ideals people thought of and said And what in their mind they really did mean. So when I got back unto my home I climbed again on top of my roof So there I could reflect and think to myself About my neighbors and me and to tell the truth. Though the grass might be greener, I did say On the other side of the road, But this one thing I tell you my friend, The grass, it still has to be mowed. Randy L. McClave