Ground

They dug me up and left me all on my own just so they could have this thing called a home They made to much noise I hated them and really wanted them gone But then they started to get along it was peaceful to my surprise My spirits started to rise then things got even better they started to give me water And I bloomed vibrant flowers for the bees to buzz kids to play in and to look at when they pass me but then everything died and I cried and cried I thought the kids would be gone forever just because of this ugly weather But then the kids came out looking like marshmallows to come in play in these big fluffy pillows Then the fluffy pillows went away and made room for a brighter day I have been around them almost to much but any less and I wouldn't understand that the noise was joy Before they were here it was peaceful and quiet now that there here it sound more like a riot But wouldn't that mean that the house isn't the home it's the family that makes the home