Your Aid

A poem on simple, pure, creative thoughts.

I am the green in the grass on ravines

Where the air is quite still and serene



And I am the brown in your herbal tea

Providing antioxidants from my leaves



I am the diamond tone

Struck by metal xylophones



And I am the wind

From around the bend

That flows into

Your open-air den



If you met me on a sweet summer day

You might have wanted to run

But if you meet me on an October night

We certainly would have some fun…on my birthday



I am the fin on the fish

Aiding you to swim in great depths



And I am the feet

On your body underneath

Making it possible

To create a beat



If you met me on a sweet summer day

You might have wanted to run

But if you meet me on an October night

We certainly would have some fun…on hallowed holidays