You are a hungry hippo,

searching for a yummy snack.

You are the rising sun,

shining on the horizon.

You are Monday morning,

making people wish that they had

never woken up.

You are the wildwood whispering

to everyone who passes by.

You are a big beautiful bowl

shining with winter berries.

You are the future calling to 

those people of earth.

You are a happy hippo swimming 

through the cold, long and lonely river.

You are a little squirrel hopping

from tree to tree.

You are happiness 

spreading on everyone you see.