Differences

I met a girl called Rose,
She spoke softly and smoothly,
Her kind eyes were a bright shade of scarlet,
And swayed when the wind breathed.

I met a man named Crystal,
His hands were pale and cold,
When he spoke, his voice sounded delicate,
And his hair was white and spiky.

I met a woman named Summer,
She was happy and bright,
Wherever she went, the sun trailed behind her,
And her skin was tanned and brown.

I met a boy called Lion,
His hair was wild and bushy,
His voice growled when he spoke,
And his paws thumped the ground when he walked.