***I was challenged to use one color to start off 25 lines, without thinking too hard. Here's what I came up with*** 

The Color Green

Green is the color of the grass between my fingers.

Green is the scent of the paper running around the world.

Green is the peace that comes with happiness.

Green was the ribbon in her curly brown hair when you sent her off to school.

Green was the color of his shirt when he sat down in front of you.

Green was the color of the leaves in the trees and the eyes that stared down at you from the branches.

Green was the smell of the dirt after it rained; dark green mixed with earthy black soil.

Green was the first leaf that appeared on the small stem.

Green was the shaded umbrella she sat under, scribbling in her notebook.

Green was the curtains in your first home.

Green was the color of the faded walls 25 years ago, when you left.

Green was the rebirth, the joy and energy coming back to you.

Green was the skin on the pears outside your lawn.

Green was the energy coursing through the room, pulsating with intellect.

Green was the streaks of light when you closed your eyes.

Green was your heart beating as you chased after her, her fingers slipping through yours as the sun beat against her hair.

Green was the color the teenage rebel dyed his hair, the color he wanted to paint the world.

Green was the nail polish on her fingertips, the paint splatters on her shirt.

Green was the air you breathe, filling up the bottoms of your lungs with life.

Green was the sliver of life left in the plants underneath your windowsill.

Green was the steady pulse beneath your fingertips, the humming in your ears as you held your youngest child.

Green was the color of the fence painted in the backdrop of the school play.

Green was the rainbow she didn't color correctly.

Green was the color of the car she drove, and the color behind her eyes.

Green was the color of the plant that grew from the dirt on her grave. 

~October