• From owl to beast, to tree and plant,
    My heart is between my mum and Dad;
    I miss my mum I wish she were here,
    But in my heart she is near.
    I would do anything to bring her back;
    I would climb the tallest mountain or break my back.
    I love my mum why did she die.
    When she was alive she took good care of me well,
    Then she became sick and she was not very well.
    Sometimes I cry but I don’t know why, because she is in heaven up there in the sky.
    One day, one day, I die,
    But, I will not cry.