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The Comfort of Green
Warm like the sun, shining on your face on a crisp September morning
Feels soft like leaves of sage when your fingers are exploring
Smelling of freshly mowed lawns during a hot summer day
and young stems on a Conifer tree in the middle of May
Sounding like Celtic music as the violin weeps into sound
or the rumble of a stream as it rolls over mossy ground
It tastes like spearmint but also of citrus discovered from a lime
Such is the colour of green. Its lively warmth, simply sublime
Feels soft like leaves of sage when your fingers are exploring
Smelling of freshly mowed lawns during a hot summer day
and young stems on a Conifer tree in the middle of May
Sounding like Celtic music as the violin weeps into sound
or the rumble of a stream as it rolls over mossy ground
It tastes like spearmint but also of citrus discovered from a lime
Such is the colour of green. Its lively warmth, simply sublime
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For the Colours of the Rainbow Competition
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