The TV just shows blood and gore, <br />What have we to be happy for? <br /> <br />The sweet breeze that smells of dew, <br />The bird that cries toodle-oo, toodle-oo. <br /> <br />Butterfly wings, dandelion flower, <br />The stars resting in their sweet bower. <br /> <br />Leaves of green, petals of red, <br />The moonlight after the clouds have fled.<br /><br />Ryan Brooks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaves-of-green/