green is happy
green is great
the color just explains me
like a tree...
i lose and grow
i sway and droop
like the grass...
i feel the breeze
i strive for fluid
like money...
loving it but accepting it
as the root of all evil
like the clover...
i think im lucky
but i'm really not
like the paint...
i smear on my face
the army green
of anger and disgrace
dark but yet so full of life
this green is great its gotta be mine
lovely work on this :*D
poem keep up the wonderful
work in the future ciao :*).