Green Dreams

I am a blade of grass

In the early spring

Swaying in the wind,

Sleeping in the dark

Relaxing in the dirt

I am the resilient pine

Rooted in the dirt

Enjoying the rain,

Enduring the snow

Hiding in the night

I am the great owl

Eyes of the night

Watching and waiting

Unseen by all

King of the dark

I am the waning moon

Awake alone

But shedding light

On a secret world

Of green dreams