If I were ordered

to create a treasure,

I would take:

The taste of

My favourite pizza waiting to be eaten,

A box of sweets

And a car full of chocolates.

The smell of

A witch’s bright,burning earwax,

My favourite dessert calling me whilst I eat

And burnt cake in the oven.

The sight of 

A pretty, pink colour at sunset,

The cutest cat in the world

And a baby’s tiny feet.

The touch of

A thousand dollars raining down,

The tiniest baby in the world sitting on my lap

And the cold wind blowing me off my feet.

The sound of

A car honking loudly,

A motorcycle revving

And Zain being silent.