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I Tried so hard to make the grass grow lush and strong. The roots tried so hard to grow deep into the barren desert landscape. Fighting there way through the topsoil into the oppresive hard packed clay. I bathed it in my sweat and tears. It iwas thirsting to grow, and I gave it to drink. It was hungry to flourish, I and I gave it to eat.
I devoted my time to give it what it needed. I gave it the love the children never would. I warned it of the abuse the athaletes wold inflict upon it. The pain it would suffer when a carnival was errected upon it, the litter that would punish it... The lawn replied, Thank you for your concern. I must do what I was created to do....Bring enjoyment to those whom need a place to PLAY!

I DID it...... it's a beatiful carpet of green..Turf that would make any man green with envy!

No longer repressed, the moist green blades stand proud in the face of the HOT Sun. Tall and strong, like the swords of warriors. The army ready for battle, They will prevale.!

Today I weep. Today a part of me has DIED!

A much stonger force has beaton me, beaton my army.

Dump trucks and Back hoes, Bulldozers and Frontend loaders. They came and destroyed my Field. My Dreams...My Field of Dreams...


For what? For whatI say.....For more BUILDINGS!