Green Grass

Green is the color of grass

when do we see?

we hardly look down.

the world in a rush.

On a metal bench

nowhere to look

its gray lonely floor

I longed for green grass.

Its scent filled my nostrils

I missed it so much

I wasn’t there long

but I now always notice green grass.

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