Dreaming big for little Girls | A Poem by Emma Fahy
A poem from an 8 year old about love family and friends
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A Poem by Emma Fahy

A Poem by Emma Fahy

The things I love

I love the way that the birds sing
On a lovely day
I love the way that my mum and dad cuddle me
It makes everything okay
I love the way my friends smile
I could do anything
I love the way that my brother holds my hand
It really is the cutest thing.


AGE 8, Written 6th July 2015



Emma at home



The original

Jane Harbison
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