✴ Now my longing green is ....... ( 2017-12-30 )
The day will be cold
I lay my belly on a warm bed.
I miss the green.
Late summer day,
In the lake of call
Rolled up
It is the appearance of the duck rose.
Through the pine tree
The pouring sunshine
It is warm.
Literally
Lying on the deck,
Rolling around
I look up the pine tree.
There is a name,
Pool not knowing the name!
It is the image of my old green.
today....
My longing green
Tears freeze.
Shaking.
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