(a poem by 10 year old Emma)
After
the rain,
During
the night,
A
colourful train,
That
will unite,
Everyone
that is in sight.
This
friendship train hoots,
And
toots,
It
has space for you and me,
And
it expands as far as the eye can see,
You
can get on it for free.
It’s
one of its kind,
Friendships
it will bind,
Smiles
it will bring.
And
you may even find,
That
you want to sing.
If
you’re feeling quite sad,
Perhaps
a bit mad,
You
should be glad,
That
you are not alone,
When
the train comes chugging into the unknown,
Get
on it straight away!
(Emma
Dimitrova, my 10 year old daughter, 23/02/2019)
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