Green Poem

Knock your senses out, something in mind, unless the day can be unloosed to another, or otherwise in the process and procedures, if you need and speed on the Irish colored track of Springless trees, you've wanna to dress up brightly in green of classical style, the story was truly cool to tell, the upbeat and onto the beatable younglings in love to swept their own socks each other, it feels like green after all and afterwards, being green is outstanding to sit and sat on there, every time to laid there softly and tender during the day, a sunny and warm moment to be untouchable green, let it be shine, to make it better than ever, it never be scary at first sight, poetic land lovebirds who adore and score, what a plenty of Baltimore stories were entertain, and free on the best green tea in earth, all the big juiciest hearts around the world

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-19-18