across the yard is a patch of grass
ever so green to the touch
almost elusive
perfect if i do say so
and from a distance there is nothing finer
but up close the story changes a tad
reality sets in no pun intended
what was blowing in the wind
is now just a big thick chuck of concrete
stable as a rock fortres
but not what the doctor ordered
what you want will not always come your merry way
what you need seems to just plob in your lap
fables are minor fibs
unreal expectations follow suit
so in todays enviroment
water what holds you up
not what keeps you down