My dream is hazy, looking left and right,
Bending down to take a sip of delight
The liquid falls upon the floor...
a Spot of Tea I can't ignore
and so I sip it up before it's gone.

A happy wiggle of delight,
sounds of gentle rain
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g
warm
and then it fades a gentle brown.

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Dream:
Weak fog breaks my thought,
A snarl escaped my mouth; fierce.
Faint howls calling me.

Where--Am I dreaming?
Seems so real yet confusing.
Am I wolf or kin?

Who is near me now,
White and black fur blur to shape-
A wolf! Is that me?

Another is here.
Not me, they feel familiar.
Mine? Yes you are mine.

Pretty colours form.
Rebirth, I come alive--oh!
Simple joy of life.

The heat and sun shines,
All things are alive and green.
Enjoy while it lasts.

For we cannot stop-
Falling branches and leaves drop.
The world from dying.

Weathered and worn cold,
Death, a cycle continues
To begin again.

The fire and flame,
Bring chaos to the world-ha,
Oh what fun it is.

Watch as it sparkles
Gold is such a pretty thing,
Don't come near it's mine.

A snarl escapes,
I bring wispy waves of fear,
For I am Death

Whispers loud and soft.
Voices in my head won't stop,
Deadpool they cry.

Screaming, yelling-STOP!
Tell me things I'd rather not
Go away I know.

Hey, Watch me swing!
Oops, Sticky situations
Are bound to happen.

The Spiders are here,
Watch as they sling their webs, ha!
Oh, Web Slinger

First came the burning,
What happened to my world? Gone.
But I will fight.

I have purpose now.
For I will live a Long Life,
It is logical.

I will not break,
A great burden to hold on-
Can't stop, keep going

Others need me.
Made of Iron, I'll not crack-
For I am strong.

She felt the warm excitement start up from bottom to top.
This always happened when the cold weather came within a drop.
Her wooly fur would hang down causing her to jump with madness...
an interesting quirk that came from happiness.
An odd behaviour the others would say,
Wooly Jumper is coming our way.

Dug deep in the earth,
Underground brings me comfort,
Call me Hole Dweller.

This place is dainty,
The grass grows on my hill ,
This is my home--Oh?

Maybe something new
But what would adventure bring?
Let us find out.

So much to do, Don't-
Touch and listen to my voice
Learning can be fun.

Chaos around me,
Locked in Eccentricity
I love this rush alone!

Soft breeze move through me,
Leaves are moving in the wind,
It feels so peaceful.

I see something far,
A tree in the distance calls,
A Weeping willow.

It is dark in here,
The Silence is biting me,
There is a voice near.

What is it saying?
It tells me to Say Nothing
So I will listen.

We are one now,
Uniting things together.
Watch as we form.

Both earth and sky,
Oh how beautiful they look.
A royal union.