Greener Grass

 

 

How many days in a row of sun

Before you longed for the rain

How many days, cloudy grey in one

Before you seek sun again

 

How many miles walked in row

Before you hope for wanted rest

How long can you idle and not go

Before moving is seen as best

 

How many meals can you eat in a day

Before you think it is greedy

How long holding hunger at bay

Before you understand the needy

 

How many times must heart be broken

Before you hide it away

How long can love go unspoken

Before you seek it each day

 

Why do we have the demeanor

And give life to such pretense

We know that grass is always greener

From the other side of the fence

 

 

 

Comments
18 Responses to “Greener Grass”
  1. Oh yes, the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. A thought that has travelled through time and it is still as true and as valid as always and as well a lesson that we always fail to learn…Very interesting and thought-provoking poem. Great work, my friend!

  2. beth says:

    ah, but is it? I love this poem

  3. Jim Borden says:

    wonderful poem, Brad. to me, it suggests we should just focus on the present moment, and not hope for a different future…

  4. petespringerauthor says:

    It seems that part of human nature prohibits us from ever feeling satisfied—Well-captured in your words, Brad.

  5. Ah, my dearest Brad
    “How many times must heart be broken
    Before you hide it away
    How long can love go unspoken
    Before you seek it each day”

    You tell me how many times. I am listening.
    Gorgeous poem, Brad. Thank you for sharing.

  6. I mean wow, this is exceptional poetry Brad. By far one of my favourite. How wonderfully you have shown a contrast between feelings, not a very easy task go do. I think by far this poetry explain best the notion of grass is greener on the other side. This one will stay with me forever!

  7. kristianw84 says:

    How very true! Often times, we think the grass is greener, only to find out it’s more blue than green. There’s nothing wrong with dreaming, but learning to be content with what he have is a good practice too. I’m all about the balance. Lovely poem!

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