Color My World
Green
the cover at the garden,
leaves on a bowl for a stew,
avocado swaying up on a tree,
the voice of Wangari Maathai.
water running down the stream,
birds singing there melodious songs.
cold porridge on summer,
squishy cough drops,
Grandma's heavy cassava soup.
rolling cheeks due to joy,
penetrating radiant rays of sun
the atmosphere around the forest
Green can cool your day.
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