My heart reminds me of the time
when I saw a baby crying for its mommy’s milk.
My heart is filled with black nights with bats all around me.
My heart reminds me of the time I first learned to walk.
My heart is filled with red hearts telling me to follow my dreams.
My heart reminds me of the time I first tasted ramen noodle soup
and said, “It’s hot!”
My heart is filled with daisies that smell wonderful.
My heart reminds me of the time I first touched paper.
My heart is made out of pictures filled with happiness.

By Sierra, 2nd Grade

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