Sage green eyes mirror reflected
Still as lizards in a barren land
Olive veins pulse like rivers
Beneath the sagging scaly skin
Willow forest pine and myrtle are my colors
Too ancient now to yearn for youth
But must disdain the bitter bile of envy
I claim the pride of the great green elm
Deep roots and graceful branches
Apple jade chartreuse and hunter are my colors
Within is where I blossom greenly
What the mirror cannot see
Acceptance finally came for me
The monster sees and is redeemed
Grass frog lime and emerald are my colors
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