Green

Green is the color of my bow Possibly the color of the eyes whom I don't know I see they are green as I look deeper I realize that's he's also a keeper Green is the favorite color of my ex Who I have never met I lay on the green grass As I look at the house made of glass Walking through the open doors I realize I love the outdoors I look a out the windows to see green trees Surprisingly I get stung by bees I start to walk up to my room When I trip on a broom I lay on my big bed I remember what my grandma said "Look out your window to see the green. To me it's like a big screen." Green is the color of nature Scenes I like to draw on paper