A sparrow is chirping on the electricity pole.
Someone is sweeping outside.
Two yellow butterflies just fluttered by.
I saw all of them.

It had just one leaf.
Then slowlly sprouted another one.
Now there are two leaves - facing each other.

Amongst all the trees around this one alone has flowers.
Bright red, boottle brush flowers.
They look to the earth and grow up to the sky.

A kite is gliding.
The clouds are moving
Sometimes the clouds cover the kite,
Sometimes the kite glides overs the clouds.