A stand of bamboo reaches for the sky.

A colour filled poem.

Verse.

That moment when you know you you’ve seen them before. Just like deja vu.

A bright blue butterfly, light shining through its wings made the forest around me turn blue. What is blue? A color. What is a color? Through the eyes of a dog.

A poem to the one I love.

A poem, by me, Timothy Lu. All rights belong to me. Do not use this without credit. Thank you.

Dark paths: ppt two.

Be proud of your color no matter who you are,whether Black or White.

Fiona.