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Green green green
Blue blue blue
Brown like skin
Like fresh tilling
Like life
Stuck in the concrete cocoon
Of the city
The eyesight narrows
Until desperation makes
Fake palm trees and weeds
Shooting from cracks in bare sidewalks
A balm really
The only thing the eyes can see
Sparrows poking at cookie crumbs
And old McDonald's boxes 
Are welcome strangers
But here 
The passing scene 
Is one I wish to immerse myself in
Become one with
Breathe in
Join together
And the pines 
My oldest friends
Snow
Reminds me that there more
Than just one season
Life from clouds in blue blue sky
Life for my eyes 
Surrounded by nature
The only life there is.
So glad to be home!
Nikki Lyn Pugh (c) 2015
 
					
 
 

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