The snow that covers
my garden
looks like
a cold smooth blanket
cooling it for springtime.
My messy bed
in the morning
looks like
a rubbish bin
that needs sorting out.
The stars in
the night sky
look like
dots of yellow sparks
glowing on me.
My mum's cooking
on my plate
looks like
mountains and trees
waiting for me to crunch up.
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