“The grass is always growing, no matter what” Gun Roswell

Some kind of Grass 

On the top of a tree

The stump of wood may be old
But a great nature’s pot of gold
It is for any kind of growth
To take its time and hold

Hollow, from a far it may look
But there is always a hook
And for grass it never took
Too much time to climb up the very nook

So what you may here see;

On the top of a very tall tree
As far and wide as the eye can see
The green grass is growing free