On the Island of Diamonds,

I captured beautiful bold butterflies,

Leaping through sky gliders,

As happy as children on christmas morning.

On the Rose Island,

I noticed rose petals,

Leading you to a place you can only imagine,

where a box and a picture of them in love was waiting.

On the Island of Horror,

I discovered blood-suckers,

Hunting 

animals waiting for them to stop 

They’re as dangerous as a Bodacious bull.

On the Daffodil Island 

I found ducklings 

Hatching out their warm shells 

Surprised at seeing the stars shine for the first time.

On the Island of Snow 

I felt snow falling down 

Landing softly on my shoulder

Like fluffy cotton in a pillow.