The moon is a rock,

The sun is a ball of fire,

Action is talk,

Love is dire.

The earth is dirt,

The sky is vapor,

Emotion is alert,

A book is paper.

The garden is grass,

The rainbow is light,

Opinion is sass,

Change is fright.

You see dear,

This is how it goes,

Nothing is clear,

When viewed too close.

-W.W. ©

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