You are as busy as London, never resting, never quite,buzzing like a bee.

You are Cinderella trying to find your crystal clear slipper.

You are as bright as a sunflower sitting in the blistering hot sun.

You are Tuesday, your day to rest in harmony.

You are Saturn, fighting the bright side to stop suffering.

You are the memory of the goldfish remembering nothing in a blink of an eye.

You are as scared as war living days without happiness.

You are as strong as a giant never stopping till you win.

You are the smell of my mum’s magnificent majestic perfect perfume,spraying the whole house.

You have the taste of a perfect pineapple.

You are boiling in the freezing ferocious blizzard.

You are a bending ballerina dancing away.

You are strong, fighting forcefully till dawn is down. 

You are heating up on the crisp white snow.

You are a jumping gymnastic twisting and twirling till you can’t move.