Green

I'm always taken to somewhere green.

I remember being innocent, young, and curious.

I would close my eyes at night seeing a jungle.

Leaves, trees, vines, and unknown.

Without the very thought or idea.

Just wanting to lay for sleep.

| remember feeling so small.

Closing my eyes now is like a dream.

Flying through a valley maybe.

Over some trees or a long river.

I don't feel small anymore.

Still feeling curious.

Still seeing green.