GOOD HEARTS

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

Underneath the Christmas tree,

I saw a young lad, who was three,

He opened his present,

Which was very pleasant,

I am sure you will agree.

His name was Paul,

He’d received a ball,

But he groaned and groaned,

And he moaned and moaned,

Because, alas, the ball was too small.

A girl in the corner,

Received a Transformer,

But she cried and cried,

And sighed and sighed,

Alas, the toy was not right for her.

Then they saw,

On the floor,

A scruffy young girl,

Who was named Pearl,

She had no present and she was only four.

Pearl was so cheerful,

And ever so tearful,

When Paul and the other girl,

Handed over their presents with a whirl,

It was so much fun!

(Emma Dimitrova (my 10 year old daughter), 25/11/2018)