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.