Your Green Skin

Weary thoughts floor to the river With the fall of the chills I quiver Nose red, chicks blue, eyes watery Hands cold, lips brittle with memory A flower bud in the smelting ice A seed in your eye of something nice I make out the faint reflection of a sunrise There, where you once rubbed your freezing toes There’s only white forgetfulness in December But even when unforgiving, all things life do remember Your green skin covered in fun and splendour And the feel of the sun so warm and tender It's too late now to hide all the colours you grin The aroma of the flowers cuts the air too thin So if you forget to sneeze, then I shall cease Because I aim to please, so that we can all unfreeze 24-03-2015 It's Spring . show me the green - Poetry Contest