On the Island of Dreams,

 I captured magical memories,

Dancing around like night flys,

Coming out of the minds of young people.

On the Island of crystal, 

I saw glimmering diamonds starting at you,

Determined-finders searching everywhere,

Ice crystals hanging like bats.

On the Island of orange,

I noticed peeping carrots having their hair

 munched of by fluffy-hoppers, orange fruit balls falling

From high places.

On the Island of light,

I found fire flies buzzing around in the night sky,

Ribbons of sunlight blinding people’s eyes.

On the Island of sage green,

I heard confused cactuses wondering why they cant move,

Trees swaying side to side as if they were dancing.