Adam's Shadow Poem "where everything grows green"

I am from the Alaskan pine, where everything grows green, I am from a city where I grew up, I am from a neighborhood where everyone is kind, and where their lawns are freshly cut and hedges trimmed, I am from a state where the winter is dark and cold, where the trees covered in snow are glistening in the light. I am from the spring that washes away the bare cold and the white snow, where the warmth comes back into the air and where the green comes back into the trees and the grass and everything around us.