I have purple hair,
that is wavy like the sea,
bright as violets.

My eyes are dark brown,
like whiskey in a bottle,
and brown like brownies.

Shining stars in sky,
moon rising bringing grave quiet,
waves still crash on shore.

Peacefully swaying,
golden grass with wisps of green,
calmness in meadow.

The leaves fall like rain,
crunching, loud, beneath my shoes,
beautiful colors.

The air is frigid,
I am shivering,
the warmth is nonexistent.

No school in summer,
too hot to do anything,
sipping lemonade.

Flowers are blooming,
the grass beneath my feet feels,
better than bee stings.