Blues and greens,
Nature's hues,
The God did imbue.
I like you.
Even when the gray of dirtiness,
Befell the natural stance,
The green it wiped out,
Any offence sent by man.
Blues and greens,
The lakes and the skies,
Go hand in hand without a try.
The trees and lakes, the sky above.
Nature sending us it's love.
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