Spinning round and round
Constant and never-ending
Is the place to explore
With all surprises, yet to be discovered.
Along with the flittering butterflies
And dancing dolphins
Are the wonders of bees buzzing around
Causing a ruckus all around.
But peace is always there.
When the nights are there
And the day has ended,
Peace falls around and everything is silenced.
All except for owls and foxes, of course.
Hooting and scurrying around.
The cold night air surrounds everything,
But the warm feathers and fur feel nothing.
Spinning round and round
Constant and never-ending
Is the place to explore
With all surprises, yet to be discovered.
Issy's Writing Wonderland 