Sometimes I feel sad that I can't see more in green
That it all blurs together when I see a scene
For though Nature paints a picture with whites and browns and blue
There can never be a doubt about Nature's favourite hue
The green atop a canopy will always see the sun
The green upon the ground is a green that's just begun
The green upon a stem or even the green upon a leaf
They all tell different tales that are nigh beyond belief
There is such beauty and such stories in all these colours mean
Such a pity that my eyes will still see them all as green
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Written at a St. Nick's Nature Workshop
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