Allsorts

like a beautiful snowflake
you’re one of a kind
a miracle from heaven
an exceptional find
here’s one hoping
your Christmas is extraordinary too
great and wonderful and special
just like you

Merry Christmas!

My trip to London
Was full of fun
We went all over the city
Into bookstores
And onto the Cutty Sark
We saw Saturn from the royal observatory
We went into the 02
We took pictures of Big Ben
And we went on the London Bridge.
We saw the Natural History Museum
And the British History Museum
We saw the biggest M&M store in Leicester square
And a Lego Big Ben in the Lego store
We saw the London Eye watching all over the city
From across the River Thames.

Iron Bru, Iron Bru,
Join the crew
Iron Bru, Iron Bru,
I’ll have a sip too
Iron Bru, Iron Bru,
It makes me go to the loo
Iron Bru, Iron Bru,
I knew it was true
Iron Bru, Iron Bru,
I’ll get myself some Iron Bru.

The winds blowing strongly about the place,
Imagine like freezing.
Although the temperature is less than 10
I wear my warm cozy jacket but it’s still cold.

Also in Los Angeles now
There are deadly wildfires

I haven’t seen the snows.
Because I might freeze.
I feel cold every time when it’s winter.
And I go to UK instead.
It’s freezing in Edinburgh and London.

screams ring in my head
I can’t sleep
the memories of bombs and guns
all come back to me
my family comfort me
it does not work
the air sirens go off
my father was taken
but not forgotten
for I am a soldier

There is a big, huge elephant
A small infant
Grows to be a big, huge adult
Some small homework
It gives me a smirk
How it can grow into a bigger work
A teeny, tiny car
Is way more far
To become big road
It is not easy to make tea
In a sea
For a ship
A lumen
Of humans
Get into a big plane
So you see these big things
Bring small thing with them as well

I am a bird.
I live in a nest with big leaves.
I like to eat worms.
I love to sing songs as loud as can be.

I can fly very high in the sky.
I am scared of loud noises.
While I can escape from dangers without you seeing my eye.
I am a bird and I will always be.

I am an ocean
of shining fish;
I am an ever
growing universe;
Your secrets confide in me;
I conceal the mysteries of space;
like a dreamland
of fluffy clouds;
wishes and dreams
float around in a never-ending abyss;
my beauty is a cover
for the darkness inside

The arctic white crystals,
descend and tickle each surface;
grass, stone, wood,
each flake unique.

Image the sway of it,
six sided beauties spin down,
a soft hit on the ground of glitter.
Blissfully swishing,
gracefully gliding.

A rush of snowflakes drop,
as the flurry never seems to stop,
the crisp air rejoices in the nipping wind,
snowing glitter,
blowing bitter,
as a blank canvas forms on the glistening ground.

Suddenly a chance of fortune strikes,
right before a child’s eyes,
as the incessant snowfall flurries and flies,
a sudden silence. Then cheering.
Children rush to the door.
Frantic hands, wrapping layers,
rushing outside,
their joy echoes as they play in the purest white,
building, sculpting, carving, creating,

and memories engraved in their small minds,
their laughing, a voice that rings in the dark,
as the blessing glides gracefully,
over their protected bodies,
a snowy paradise behold.