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June 13, 2005 - A poem about Nature

Green.

It’s the colour she wears
and I see her everywhere.
I see her in trees
and in hillside shows,
I see her on grassy mounds
on bankside river flow.
She throws a shawl upon the land
and plays her verdant hand.
It’s the colour she wears
and I see her everywhere.

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