you are the sun turning faster than a shooting star

you are a lion pouncing on prey

you are a snowflake falling like a leaping ballerina

you are the start of a new diary like the start of a new year

you are the smell of a cooking cake the smell floating into my house

you are a horse prancing through a field of daisies on a hot summers day

you are a wolf howling to the full moon

you are a distance between life and death over the site of emerald colored grass as sharp as an eagles peck

you are the finish line