Green Poem by Mountain Man

Green



Green, greener pastures
abound the horizon.
Not of the bad kind,
out of the good.
Good times we will have.
Have this romantic dream
times 2.
Does the 2 become 1.
1 spirit
1 love
i beer, but is she near.
Near this den of hate.
Hate these lonely times
in here.
Here I go again,
a life in reruns.
Pt.2

Monday, April 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship
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Mountain Man

Mountain Man

Hamilton, Ontario..
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