The things I like

The sound of bells jingling rings through my ears,
The smell of fresh henna wafts into my nose.
I hear the scratching of pen on paper,
And I feel the cardstock.
Clicking clack, my nails go,
As they bang against the keyboard.
The low C string plays a tune,
The violas pluck a note,
Flowers blossom next to the glistening lake,
Butterflies roam around.
Two heads stare at me,
Annoying and cute.
A cool dad,
A kind and caring mom.
Dancing, writing, bogging, playing the viola, and the season spring, my sisters, and my family,
Are my favorite things in the world!