What is quiet? Scuttling dormice caring cheese through holes in the wall,

What is loud? The echoing of heavy footsteps down the hall,

What are dark? A wish not come true, a promise broken and a cold, locked heart ready to be opened,

What are sad? Hearts broken or a strong voice going unspoken,

What are bright? The sincerest of smiles or a journey all worthwhile

What are happy? A loving hug or a gentle, caring smile

What are warm? The summer holidays and no work,

What are cold? The crisp winter air or a bitter two faced smirk,

What are kind? A warm hug  helping your friend catch ladybugs,

What are cruel? Grimaces, turning on friends, all sorts of relationships coming to a sad unhappy end.