Viridescence

And it was like

A tapestry of memories all stitched

together

And it was as if I saw my life

Me

In verdant vignettes

In grassy clearings, in riverside paths

In green trees with green leaves

Sunlight shining, a golden thread

Dancing through emerald fabric

I wandered

And I wondered

Each step an echo

Me

And this place

Entangled, entwined

From youth through adolescence

My soul lies herein

Viridescence

By Tom Price


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