wings of fire

Every wall is full.
Comic books are everywhere.
No science books in sight.

Huge windows and a skylight
With the twitter of a bird not so far away.
Potted plants all over the room.

A small zen pool in one corner.

Happiness is the cool wind whipping around me.

The sun tucked away behind clouds which hang around my house making it seem like a fairytale.

The ground, if covered with rocks and moss.

Their smile lit up the world.

Their hair was spun from the stars.

Their eyes were the bright stars.

Their skin was as dark as the night sky.

Their laughter was the birds singing.

I hope
I want a world with
no
violonce
I hope
we
can 
do
 that
I hope that people can see the light
instead
of
the 
dark
I hope that our
wonderful
world
can be as wonderful

Hazel eyes
Golden brown fur
with white patches
Always there
Every time I think I see you
Its just somebody else
I expect to see you comeing into my room for attenion
Your fur smooth and soft
I never have a good exuse

Friends will fight


for


You


Friends would die

for 


you


Friends will cherish




You



Friends will


anger


you