On the way to school

I met a child of Sadness.

Her eyes were like the titanic sinking

In the deep, cerulean ocean.

She whispered the sounds

Of waves in my ear.

I met a boy of Summer.

His freckles glistened 

In the sun like meteors falling 

From the night sky.

He was dancing

underneath the bright moon.

I met an angel of Wind.

Her lips creamy white.

Her voice cloud-soft

Sounding like the cold fan 

During one of the hottest month.

She lay down

in the meadows

of yellow sunflowers.

I met a women of Love.

Her eyes, bright pink

With heart pupils

Shining in the spring fields

Of Winter.

She smiled 

Like a newborn baby

Her white teeth shimmering

In the sunshine.