I want to paint the beauty of a bright blue sky.

I want to paint a shining yellow sunflower, beaming towards the sun.

I want to paint the teacher’s silver whistle, glimmering in the sunlight.

I want to paint the children running into the horizon.

I want to paint the smell of the freshly cut, wet green grass underfoot.

I want to paint the smell of the crunchy leaves falling off the autumn trees.

I want to paint the earthy smell of the dark green bushes zooming past me.

I want to paint the sound of the birds chirping cheerfully on the trees.

I want to paint the sound of the bees buzzing around on their search for honey.

I want to paint the sound of children running with their feet stomping like elephants.

I want to paint the sound of tiring breaths, hoping the daily mile will soon be coming to an end.