By Matilda Flanagan (11 years old)
It will be OK
She will be OK
Hair isn’t everything
It will grow back
I can’t pretend everything is OK
When it’s not
She might not get better
I hate the color pink
And the ribbon that I now constantly see
I need her
She is everything to me
She can’t get out of bed
But soon she will walk
Not a lot but
At least she will walk
If I cry I will not stop
So don’t cry
I need to focus
But I can’t
I need her
What would I do without her
I love the rain because
We would listen to it
And fall asleep in my room
But now it’s pouring and I’m not sure
If I like it anymore
