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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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