What are you?
You are May with a hot breeze and buzzing bees.
You are a perfect present on Christmas night waiting to be opened .
You are a firework an excited explosion in the dark.
You are a delicate jewel glittering in the sun with a luscious smile.
You are a fox roaming through the deep forest jumping in piles of leaves.
You are a shattered mirror that gives seven years bad luck.
You are a kite floating around in the big blue sky.
You are the end.