Roann Mendriq


Canvas Of Green - Poem by Roann Mendriq

My little boy is painting,
in every single hue,
In broad and even sweeps,
he paints the sky light blue.

His forest is resplendent,
a verdant mossy glade;
As creeping ferns create,
a cool, refreshing shade!

Dappled leaves are glistening,
Pure emerald in green light;
Muted jade reflects,
an elm in all its might.

My little son continues,
his brush a magic wand;
Deftly, he creates,
a gold green leafy frond.

'Look Ma! ' he says, perplexed,
'My greens are nearly over...'
And promptly paints a patch
of lucky four leafed clover!

We pause and look around us,
a stark and concrete scene,
We cannot see a single hue,
of cool, refeshing green...

My wise and gentle little one,
Now wants to plant a tree,
To fill God's canvas with more green,
the way it's meant to be.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013


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