You are the mere 

shadow of a lamppost

in the moonlight 

You are a golf ball

soaring swiftly 

through the deep 

blue sky 

You are a charming 

panther, prowling at 

your ludicrous pray

You are a tranquil  

rockpool, with splendid

salmon springing out 

of you 

You are a cheerful 

pup, happily zipping 

here and there

You are an aged 

book on the dusty 

shelf waiting to be 

read 

You are a grimy 

plastic bag floating 

away in the endless

sea 

You are a lonely 

orphan on a rainy 

Monday morning with 

nothing to do