(a poem by 10 year old Emma)
However
old you are,
Whether
or not you drive a car,
Born
at daytime or even night,
These
who are tall, or lack in height.
Today's
the day,
To
wash your worries away.
Today
you're full of joy,
Perhaps
you've received a favourite toy.
Now
is the time to celebrate!
There's
your yummy cake, sitting on a plate.
Then,
the party that follows,
Is
sure to erase all your sorrows.
Then,
in bed,
You
think about the day in your head,
And
about what everyone's said.
(Emma
Dimitrova (my 10 year old daughter), 31/03/2019)
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