Green Eyed

Green like the hollies in the tree in July

New and inexperienced, the color of my eye

Green as the grass, the city’s reprieve

To lay on my back and stare at the sky

Green as the river that just flows on by

with no plan or action, no want or try

Green is a street light, the yes colored sign

Send me onward, hopeful am I

But green is envy, I try to disguise

I’m only human, for the grace of nature I strive

One day, serenely, at the end of my time

I’ll return to the earth and grow green in new life