the green grass

The dry grass sing with joy

The days of dry weather takes its toll

In the open field challenging the sun

The green turns into golden brown

It was a miserable sight

Once it was green and natural

With no water from the rain

The colour changed the sun got it

With rain in the late evening

The water on the field makes the difference

The grass begin to turn green

Leaving the miserable sight behind

The construction workers

Rain or shine make no difference

They climb up the high rise

Carry loads of cement and tiles

On the high they see

The green grass in the open field

The cows will troop in

When the town council officers sleeping