My Forest

I live in an emerald world

where summer leaves fall

but Christmas trees stand

I live behind a bush

and I wear an olive dress

where I am the only one

on the ground.

I live deep in the forest

covered in moss and ivy

I swim in a viridian lake

with a turquoise toad

on a lily pad covered in rain.

I am invisible, ignored,

like the chartreuse grape

or the premature apple picked first off the tree

I write on the dirty chalkboard

while others write on the new.

But I live in my emerald world

where the summer leaves fall on me

I own the ground

the bush is mine

and the dress is one of a kind.

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