The Green Poem by Zyw Zywa
The Green
My second year, lamb's gruel
which I liked to eat for years
my dear mom and her will
in the green of her eyes
The garden, unlimited
my world, away from mom
crawling as far as I could
in the green of the grass
Through the Forest Park
rides in the stroller
the endless sky
in the green of the trees
the play of swaying
light and dark spots
the beckoning heaven
in the green of my consciousness
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,forest,garden,green,memories,mom
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Lamb's gruel: flour, milk and fine brown sugar
Collection "Greeting from before"
Collection "Greeting from before"
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