There isn't a thought to deem
out of this one, or lessons
to be learned; no puzzles behind.
Only my tribute to Green_
As it is a color I favor the most,
a pick from the rainbow;
its coolness dampens the fire,
taking me on top of the moon.
What a coincidence it seems
that God favors Green as well;
appointed some crucial spots,
to drape a jungle, to feed a cow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
to drape a jungle, to feed a cow........perfect wrap. i'd like to see more colons come out - in your poet-trees. ~sjg