I am Grass.  Your scientists may dispute this, but in my mind, I am the most on Earth.

         I am Grass.  Without me the world would die--or at least the animal part of it.  I feed the cattle.  I feed the horses.  I feed the elk and moose and bunnies.  I even feed those pesky sheep.  I feed you through my grains.

         I am Grass.  Given half a chance, I am the closest there is to perpetual motion--perpetual growth.  I am ever self-renewing.

         I am Grass.  I am also ornamental.  What would your lawns and playing fields be without me?  Where would you look for such a soft, green carpet?  Astro-turf?  Please!

         I am Grass.  I am the air-conditioner.  Like all within the plant kingdom, I purify the air.  I cool the temperature.  But there is so much of me that I do more than most of you appreciate.

         I am Grass.  I am the gift of Life.