HER The green era is slowly fading Days when men sat and stared With nothing at heart but the singing silence Looking far and deep into mother earth's beauty Boys had no business being men For they were men with boys in them There was a music that childhood kept playing Forever more history sang Now the boys have gone away Through the green life into civilization The one that has shut the smiles and raised toes Everyone is afraid of being who they truly are For you my dear, Do not forget the charm of greenery The music that the trees make a dawn and a quiet swirling of peace at dusk If we forget her today Our children may never brace her glory Pick her brown limbs and make her green She is the future of our unborn generation Catalea Bonez
Be the charm in your world