Purring at my feet
Wanting lots of attention
Home is very safe
Curiosity everywhere it goes.
A cat wandering around
Taking a nap in the bushes.
Slowly waking and finding herself below the night sky
Woof woof!
There are buses everywhere
And cars driving without a care
In the houses people wondering what to wear
London is a nightmare
People walking around
Dogs thinking about what they have found
The slash of the Thames way down
London and all of its sounds
Boom said the firework
That dude is acting like a jerk
People going to work
London is full of dirt
St Paul’s Cathedral is very tall
London Eye turning making sure you won’t fall
Big Ben most well-known of them all
London is so cool
Pubs with loads of guys
And pigeons soaring in the sky
Parents wondering what to buy
London is not very shy
The basketballs jumping
Kids pretending they’re hunting
People helping with the bunting
London is not all about angry people grunting
That shop is unpopular
Grownups reading Dracula
Chefs dreaming about a spatula
London is spectacular
I enter a school,
I sit down and wait for my friends
Next we go to our first class
And if we can just be with each other at lunch
Now it is time for the end of a day
What a new beginning!
Spring, with her blooms so fair,
Dances on the wind, soft and light,
Painting the earth in hues so bright,
A promise of life, so sweet and rare.
Summer, bold and warm, takes hold,
Sun-kissed days and laughter loud,
Fields of gold and oceans proud,
Nature’s feast, a vibrant gold.
Autumn whispers as leaves descend,
A tapestry of red and gold,
Harvest moon, a tale untold,
A fleeting dance before the end.
Winter, crisp and sharp, arrives,
A blanket white, the world still,
Fires glow, quiet and still,
A time to dream, a time to thrive.
Four seasons, each with grace,
A cycle of time, a fleeting trace,
A year in rhyme, a fleeting space.