Feelings
I like to sit and look at a book.
I like to go out with my dad.
I like to run and jump and kick.
I feel sad in the dark.
I like it if I can get my torch.
I was fond of my gran.
She got ill and died.
I cried and cried.
I stamp around if I get mad.
I run and yell and shout out loud.
I feel sad if my dad and mum shout.
I like it if he hugs her and we all go out.
I feel proud if I sing a song.
I blush if I get a big clap.