The ways of life

What is soft? Freshly laundered pillows on the bed and cotton wool gently washing my face.

What is hard? Grammar waiting for an answer and a friend leaving the country and never returning.   

What is hot? An engine getting warmer ,as it’s owner goes for a drive, and a toasted s’more, gooey and light.

What is cold? An ice bath as you raise money for charity and your sibling, fading away as you speak to them. 

What is poor? A toddler’s chalk drawing on his house wall and a rushed piece of maths homework, late anyway.

What is rich? A warm chocolate fountain with strawberries to dip and a game at Wembley Stadium with Saka.

What is wet? A turtle as it raises up to the sky for a breath and a duck’s wing as it searches for food.

What is dry? A tree’s bark as it uses the sun as it’s towel and a parched mouth, waiting for it’s drink.