What is still? A rock and a dead tree.
What is bright? A hive and energetic bees.
What is unhappy? A gaunt lonely child sat in a corner as bullys taunted and looked over.
What is hopeful? The sun rising amongst the grey dull sky.
What is cold? Soft drifting snow.
What is light? A lamp’s lovely glow.
What is deep? Friendship and sorrow.
What is silent? An forgotten burrow.
What is serene? A white dove being calm
What is warm? A burnt palm.