I want to paint…

The earth as green as grass

The water like the sky on a hot summer day

I want to pick up the dangerous glass.

I want to paint…

The creatures creeping

The animals living a happy life

And the grass hoppers hopping.

I want to paint…

The food growing faster

A scarlet strawberry sitting at the end of my tongue

I want to plant more plants

And sing nicer songs

I want to paint the end of this poem…