What are hot?

A stolen ruby, red racing car parked outside a thief’s house, A freshly baked vegetable pie waiting to be gobbled down and my brother James’ feverish forehead waiting to be cured.

What are cold?

A cold windy winter’s night, a lonely snowman waiting for its beloved friend and sadness flowing through the air in the magical moonlight sky.

What are heavy?

A titanic, tremendous, elephant trumpeting  through the vast, emerald rainforest, Africas pouring rain drenching everything that tries to stop it and Sadness flowing through the air like covid infecting everything in its path.

What are light? 

A swan’s pristine, white feather floating and fluttering through the magical moonlight sky, The genie ‘s magic lamp waiting patiently for its new master and A  benevolent, beautiful ballerina dancing through the sky as the sun sets on the multicolor horizon.

What are fragile?

 Shattered friends hoping to be united once again,  A single tear drop falling from a little girl’s pale cheek and A robin’s song swaying through the silvery, sparkling sky.

What are strong?

A emerald diamond found in a ruby, red volcano, A brave little girl who has the heart of a lion and black smith’s iron being carved into a Anglo Saxon  sword.