Ilari (6 y/o) and her MeCards

Ilari’s story poem:
I am a snowy owl
I wonder that I wish I had a little chick
I hear other owls that look cute…
I see angels
I want them to come here
I am happy
I pretend that the other owls are going away
I feel great
I touch the angel
I worry that the angels are going away
I cry because I think they are going away
I am super happy that they are not going away
I understand that the angels are happy
I say they are pretty
I dream that they angels come to me
I try to make them come to me and they do come to me
I hope they are not leaving
I am happy
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