Hope

Winter comes and leaves,Leaving white scattered everywhere.The sun comes with hope

Sun

The world’s provider,The blazing ball of heat isOur beloved sun.

Winter

The leaves have fallen.Along with the leaves, snow hasCome. It is winter.

Writer’s block

I have writer’s block.I do not know what to write.But now, I do know.

Ducks

Ducks in the river.People threw crumbs from their boats.The ducks followed them.

A Palm Tree

A tall palm tree grew,The wind blew at the tree – woosh.The palm tree rattled.

The Sun

Oh great Sun yourso bright, I love your glarehowever, it’s too bright.You’re like a gold ball reflecting light,I go outside….