The Last Green Day

Abigail Siegel
1 min readOct 7, 2019
Photo by Rémi Walle on Unsplash

The straining rays of the sun nourish
The last of the verdant leaves
For today Flora unfurls to flourish
And my joyous heart begins to grieve

I feel in my soul a dying glow
The emerald gleam beginning to fade
I long for the days when I did know
The comforting cool of a forest shade

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Abigail Siegel

Author and Book Reviewer. Writes Poetry and Short Stories that concern Myth, Folklore, and some Horror. Owner of the most vivid imagination.