It's the first leaf in spring

It's an evergreen tree

It's an emerald ring

It's the best, I agree

It's a summer day

Its seaweed

It's an ocean spray

It's my eyes only need

It's that squiggly line

It's my obsession since I was thirteen

It's the color of your eyes as our hands intertwine

It's green

Should Annabeth keep making poems about percy? R&R!