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Thankful For

By Emma


I see flowers.  I hear dreams

Talking to me.  I feel that weight

Is lifted off my shoulders when

I go to my secret place.  I hear

Drums when my dad isnítí drumming.

At bedtime I color then I read.

When I am done my parents come

And tuck me in.  Then I snuggle

Tight with my koalas and I

Go to sleep. I taste what I

Had for dinner.  I wish I was

In Australia.  I think what I am

Thankful for.