and closer to growing
what green feels
he sways to the drum
of this world–
at the core
Love it 🙂
The words are my six-year-olds. I just stole them…uhm, I mean arranged them differently.
Ah … the talent is being passed on for sure 🙂
Or handed up 😉
Thank you, Audrey!
Susan. Any reference to “green” and “bare feet” always grabs me by the soles. very nice. Alice
Thanks, Alice. This is my son’s poem, his words (sort of). Love my little poet.
I love your little poet as well. especially if he loves green grass and bare feet. 🙂
But a sensuous poem!
May that heart never be broken.
Thank you! I hope it isn’t.
Wow! Like mother like son 🙂
🙂 thanks, C!
I love the idea of speaking what green feels. Good write!
Oh, thank you!
Feet, green, drum, heart, and pulse. Very nice.
Tahnk you, Todd.
He speaks what green feels… I adore this.
I always enjoy when color is allowed a personality .poetry. Feeling green–restful. Says so much to me.
Thank you Victoria! Crediting my son for this one 😉
Nice, and I’m sure he will treasure it one day.
Aw, I hope he does!
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