I see a green tree 

I think of her

I see a green Starbucks straw

I think of her

I see a green road sign

I think of her 

 

Her is Casey 

A girl in a woman’s body 

With a culture entirely her own

I care for Casey it’s my job

 

Her needs are special 

As is she

Time with her is work

But it’s also what I need 

 

She inspires me

Teaches me 

And entertains me

 

Most of all her favorite color is green

 

Casey culture is its own breed 

It’s why I am writing 

I’ve also written more 

And if you care to implore 

I have a blog titled 

Casey culture 

I think of her.