Green To Amber Then Red

Green to amber then red The green butterflies sometimes look light blue in the sun The lemon and lime leaves touch the sky and reflections come The brown tree trunks stand so very tall with branches that winds make hum The moss is like velvet on which you can go on journeys far into the eye of the forest far gone The pond is an oasis in the middle of corn fields yellow somewhere far away from home to some A cold can of pop is a must for the sun drains and makes red necks of the milk white skin of our young Celtic brothers from many clans from far and wide to congregate round the woodlands to play for innocent fun Many dogs are let loose in these places because there’s nowhere else for them to chase around and to run One of the last places the land owners have not sold off for gold sovereigns and to build boxes for the poor to peer out of there windows from Make the most of our green and pleasant land for it may be here today but tomorrow will be just an asylum.