A Tribute To Green

A color poem I did for school that I didn't think was too bad.

Green

Green, it glistens, glints and glimmers,
sparkles, shines, and even shimmers.
Green is soft, wet, dewy grass,
an emerald twinkling in the sun
reflecting light; a precious glass.
Oh, how green gives off an air of fun,
like when the summer
has just begun!
A green leaf
                                                                     lightly, 
                                                                               gently,
                                                                                         softly,
                                                                     whirls
                                                                               and
                                                                                         twirls,
                                                                     falls to the
ground.
Lands so serene,
without a sound.
A brand new sprout of a young flower
is a precious gem of hope
That blooms and grows just when we feel
that we're nearing the end of our rope.
Next time you're out,
watch green leaves tremble,
and lay in the soft, soft grass.
It may resemble
your heart's very idea of bliss,
and as you lay, just think of this.
Let your worried thoughts that stir your mind
slow, and let your dreams unwind.
Take in the beauty all around,
for it was
                                                                       waiting,
                                                                                       waiting,
to be found.
And now at last, as the beauty unfurls,
before your eyes this color whirls.
Watch green shine and watch it shimmer,
and feel your life, it too a precious gem,
Take on its own meaning and begin to glimmer