Miss Little World

• Phoebe Ho, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2015

She is awakening as another day dawns,
the Sun slips into the frosty cold breath,
the breath of the Winter Fairy,
the Sun is now on the Horizon,the lungs of her are now full of animals,
playing in the midst of the tall trees,
which are giving oxygen to Miss Little World,
and all her friends, which lives on her,
and on the other side of her, where the Summer Fairy has just arrived,the ice slowly melts as penguins slide from ice berg to ice berg the Summer Fairy blows a kiss,
as the warm wind sings and dances, so does the polar bears,as if they were dancing partners,together on the icy dance floor,
as all of this was happening,Miss Little World has her eyes falling,the Sun starts to droop,they have been watching them play,
and now they are tired,they will need a rest,
and when you need them again,
it will be the dawn of the next day.