(a poem by 10 year old Emma)
I
know it is only a few days,
But
this trip could go many ways.
Whether
I get there by car or train,
Whether
there's sun or rain.
But
whatever happens I will miss you,
From
the start and all the way through.
From
the morning to the night,
I'll
think of you,
When
I come back we'll reunite.
(Emma
Dimitrova, my 10 yer old daughter,5/05 2019)
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