Green

The color of grass.

Memories, that forever last.

From the sweet smell, of it fresh cut, to you running through it, barefoot...

Green, my favorite color, for so much comes, from just a glance.

Green, one word, paints millions of scenes,... some mine,... but maybe, someone else's dream. 

A world I create inside my head, where, I no longer see in red, GREEN.

Anger has gone, lifted from me, for now my world, is forever GREEN!

I can build mountains, I can paint in trees, then show you, where the birds spread their wings.

Then rest from their long journey, here on my green.