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