Scot Warren

Rookie (june 1st / madison)

Naturally Green - Poem by Scot Warren

My mother always enjoyed
Picnics on lushes green grass
With trees to show
How green Mother Nature keeps
Her house of plants
Without green
There may be no greed
But it is that of the apple
That keeps us whole
Without care,
Green turns to brown.
With love,
Green grows strong.
When green turns to yellow
We go slow
So never let green
Turn red with envy
Or life may go
In a direction
You did not choose

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 19, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 18, 2011


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