The stem steward
Gets up at the crack of dawn
Upon the glistening lawn
Procures the life
From the small plants
Around our feet
It’s the life
Of plants to keep
The stem steward
Gets up at the crack of dawn
Upon the glistening lawn
Procures the life
From the small plants
Around our feet
It’s the life
Of plants to keep
The write up
Not waking up
Much of the woken
Cut of mine
In a world
So full of feedback
At a distant time
No write up
Makes more
Than the last
Common thoughts
Common past
Today I look ahead
At the opportunity
Presented
In a world of chaos
And confusion
One hope is set on amusing
My mind
The opportunity
To grow
With ever moment
No matter how the world goes
Just keep going
The stated race
Has completed it courde
Time to start again
With a new direction
Of course
Now is the time
To see with all eyes
That unity will orevail
That hope is on the way