Green

Almost mid summer, and then there was rain
Last evening
And then somewhere as today arrived, my mind was drenched
In shades of teal, and hues of grace
Decorated with oxidised silver, Tibetan I said, Mostly
And such was said
In between the eight thousand meters or so of the way
I also spoke about the colour of hay
Oh! Sunflowers too, Pantone can sit this one out, especially this year
But then the evening arrived a little too late
And unlike Frost, I wouldn't wonder about my mistake
Of thinking of coffee and cake, and of a million  shades
In choosing green, I caused delays
How could I not, for I was dazed
And for such an apology is warranted 
That I shall joyfully make
Hoping these colours paint my face in their shades