I met a girl called Green.

She held my hand her hands

As soft as a cushion

Helping me to find my

Way back home.

I met a boy called Book.

He talked to me with his voice

As calming as trees blowing

In the gentle wind.

On my way home from school,

I met a Lady called Blue.

She looked at me

With her ever so blue eyes

As blue as a ocean.

I met a man called Lightning,

His eyes glittered

as the rain fell from the sky

he held me as the sky went dark