Stepping onto the grass bed,
Smelling fresh breath of moist air,
Sight of dew on those tender leaves,
The sounds of the swaying angels,
With green in every corner you see,
Long trees, wide branches,
Variety of flora on display,
Puff, went my tiredness,
zap, went away boredom,
Alakazam, Total happiness,
Magic of green!
The prompt this week over at writer’s island is Magic. This one is for a close friend, who loves green.