My Poem of Different Things by AlexA

You Are…

You are the scent of a freshly grilled burger, sizzling in a sensational pan.

You are a juicy watermelon, basking in the sunlight.

You are the marvellous Monday, the first day of the week.

You are a remarkable red panda, gnawing on a lush bamboo.

You are the reflection of the wolverine’s claws, glinting in the sun.

You are a wish, soaring through my head.

You are a monstrous black hole, ripping apart the great universe piece by piece.

You are the end, of all time!

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