In A World Of Green Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Lay me down in the softness of cool grass
where its fresh mown fragrance soaks my senses;
soothes my day's end weariness
with its sweetness.

Let me hear the birds in the trees above me
sample nature beyond the clamor of my day;
and lie here in these arms of green
till all my troubles float away.

Breathe a newness in my soul, be my
magic carpet ride through space and time;
I still remember a child at play...
Oh that I could stay this way.