The backyard is a force of nature.

I can feel the sharp shredded grass

touching,

as if it was calling me.

I can hear the trees going swish and swash.

The leaves on the branch fall side to side or fly around, then fall down. 

Some say roses are red and violet are blue, indeed they are,

Of course they are.

The little stems on plants 

make them stand and make them feel proud.

The swings go up to the Moon and back down to Earth,

The seesaw goes up and down like a catapult.

The backyard is a force of nature

for all things that we do,

indeed a force of nature.