Green
I saw her on first day of spring
She walked across the village green
She lightly trod on verdant grass
In matching dress – a beauty queen!
She stole my heart; I looked in awe,
The playful wind ruffled her hair
And then she stopped beneath a tree
I could hear music in the air.
Then he arrived and fast approached
Her eyes lit up – my beauty queen;
As they embraced and fondly kissed
Engulfed with envy I turned green!
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For Carolyn Devonshire's "Green" contest
Placed 3rd
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2015
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