The Green Guide
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Try not thinking back; when started, you can't stop.
The forlorn sticks may not forever show up for you.
Even so, your feet prepare their own certain flop.
Move, even of whether odd things tail your view.
You are lonely in the delightful emerald schism.
Lush lands bear their own specific rhythm.
Birds and brooks whistle their note to you.
Lawns like sage and sap cover the wood hue.
Their various tones get inserted through time.
It's feasible for the passes on to fall like lime.
At any rate, it can have the ability to regenerate.
The season changes from winter to spring trait.
The reusing forests at dusk are turning.
It'll transport you to a world of swing.
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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