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I want to paint

I want to paint a baby bunny bouncing out of her burrow, going to explore the forest with thousands of trees.

 

I want to paint the taste of a crunchy carrot, bright orange like a basketball.

 

I want to paint the sound of bees buzzing in the beautiful blue sky with the sun shining on a flowery meadow.

 

I want to paint the smell of fresh blooming tulips, sweet smelling with butterflies batting their wings above the green grass leaning side to side as the wind blows and a dozen rainbow coloured tulips spaced out.

 

I want to paint the memory of me riding my bike for the first time on the field near my house after trying many times. 

I want to paint….

I want to paint the start of this poem

I want to paint the taste of warm runny cheesed domino’s pizza fresh from the oven.

I want to paint a delicious donut with sparkling sprinkles and creamy chocolate sauce.

I want to paint the impossibility of a tall blooming sunflower flying up to the boiling bright sun to shower sunflower seeds all around on a sweet summer’s morning.

I want to paint freshly cut green grass.

I want to paint the smell of a perfect pancake smothered in chocolate. 

I want to paint the sound of budgies tweeting and trilling as I come home.

I want to paint the sound of a fast and furious Lamborghini dashing across old country roads  as fast as lightning. 

I want to paint the smell of a warm hot chocolate with melted marshmallows on a restaurant table outside Paris with the Eiffel tower.

I want to paint the memory of my five tortoises munching and chomping on lettuce.

I want to paint a silky sea lion as still as a school building lying in the hot baking sun on the shining sand.

I want to paint the end of this poem.

 

I want to paint

I want to paint the taste of a hot Domino’s pizza, fresh from the oven, it’s shining , yellow cheese glistening in the light.

I want to paint the taste of a hot chocolate with warm marshmallows and cream, like a soft cloud on top.

I want to paint the taste of a freshly-made meal, waiting to be eaten, whilst shimmering in the afternoon light.

 

I want to paint the smell of freshly baked bread from a nearby bakery, drifting away to the people of Paris. I want to paint the sound of rain tapping on my window like small footsteps from a tiny insect.   I want to paint the smell of  flowers floating away in the fresh morning breeze, like little birds flying away.I want to paint the sound of wolves howling in the night like alarms. I want to paint the memory of my rabbit running rapidly around the room, waiting to greet me as I come home from school.I want to paint the beautiful, bright, blue sky full of sunlight, and clouds as soft as giant pillows.I want to paint

I want to paint

I want to paint a mansion that has modern white concrete with a wooden pillar next to the door which looks like it’s splitting the house in half and a field filled by grass and a golf course built into the grass.The woods that has a activity centre in the middle of the woodland that looks like centre parks.  

 

I want to paint my house with windows reflecting off the sun and bricks towering over me looking like they have been neatly stacked with cement filling the gaps in.   

 

I want to paint a whole lot of money stacked up like a mountain and &50 pound notes which are red ,silver and white.

 

I want to paint a colourful football and players kicking it into goals