SK Jalan Deshon The Wondrous World of Eleven by Querysthirst
*The Morning's Embrace*
Aurora's fingers paint the skies,
As the sleepy town beneath slowly lies. A yawn escapes like a whispered secret, In her cozy nest, dreams still beget.
*The Symphony of Play*
The schoolyard's a canvas of vibrant hues,
Where laughter paints the air, no time to snooze. The ball's a drumbeat on the earthy floor, Her heart's a drummer, eager for more.
*The Enchantment of Learning*
In the realm of numbers and letters, she dives deep,
Where algebraic fish and verb whales leap. Arithmetic waves crash against the shore, Of her mind's vast and curious lore.
*The Canvas of Imagination*
She wields her crayons like a wizard's wand,
Sketching rainbows that reach beyond the pond. The paper rustles like sails in the wind, Her art a ship where fantasies are pinned.
*The Harmony of Friendship*
Friendship's a tapestry, woven tight,
A patchwork quilt of sheer delight. Whispers float like dandelion seeds, Sprouting tales of heroic deeds.
*The Serenade of Nature*
The breeze composes a symphony so mild,
Nature's orchestra, tender and wild. Butterflies pirouette in a silent ballet, A fluttering spectacle in the light of day. Querysthirst70 SK Jalan Deshon *The Echoes of Laughter*
Her laughter's a brook, cascading free,
Over pebbles of joy, to the giggling sea. The world's her stage, curtains of green, Her performance, the best ever seen.
*The Twilight's Calm*
Twilight drapes its velvet cloak,
The sky's an artist, each stroke evokes. Stars peek-a-boo from their cosmic hide, In the theater of night, they proudly preside.
*The Lullaby of the Moon*
The moon hums a lullaby, soft and low,
A silver beacon in the night's gentle glow. In her bed, she's a pearl in a shell, Dreaming of tales she'll one day tell.