You are a beautiful brown autumn leaf,

falling of an autumn tree.

 You are a flower 

flowing down the autumn stream. 

 You are like a sun beam 

warming up the meadow flowers. 

 You are a childhood memory

 reflecting in my mind. 

 You are like a precious rain drop

on the tip of my finger.

 You are a chow chow
running up eves lane.

You are as gentle as a small butterfly
sat on a leaf.

You are you are as screwed up as a ball of yarn
Tucked up in a Basket

You are a sly fox
creeping up on its prey