Perhaps I am only a grassLiving on the top of this hillTrees here may thinkThey are taller than meMillion , trillion and zillionBut they are beneath meAs they cannot survive on the topDon’t have me any fear on hurricanesHeavy rains or floodsI am always safe here.Indeed I am the first one hereBlessed with the first ray of sunAnd it is me the first get a feelingOf a feather touch as soon as MoonAppears and I am always happyAs getting the kisses of Breez continuallyDecorated with golden pearls at morningAnd brighten with a silver crown at nightI am living here as a queenBut the world always calls me as a grass
