My 8 year old daughter was asked to compose a poem about anything in her third grade. She was given the first 2 words of each sentence. I read this that night when I arrived home and have not yet stopped crying. What have I done to make a girl so young and innocent become so grown up?
 
I am………….NICE AND THOUGHTFUL
I wonder……..IF THERE IS A CURE FOR RETT SYNDROME.
I hear…………MY SISTER’S CRIES AT NIGHT.
I see…………..LEPRECHANS TALKING TO ME SAYING IT’S GOING TO BE OK.
I want…………MY LITTLE SISTER TO WALK.
I am………….. NICE AND THOUGHTFUL

 
I pretend……..TO BE A DOCTOR.
I feel………….MY BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH ME HARD.
I touch……….THE HANDS OF OTHER RETT GIRLS.
I worry……….IF MY SISTER WILL MAKE IT THROUGH LIFE.
I cry………….WHEN I THINK ABOUT MY SISTER
I am………….. NICE AND THOUGHTFUL

 
I understand….LIFE CAN BE VERY HARD
I say …………THINGS WILL GET BETTER.
I dream……….TO BE THE BEST RETT DOCTOR IN THE US
I try……………TO BE THE BEST BIG SISTER.
I hope…………THERE IS A CURE FOR RETT SYNDROME
I am………….. NICE AND THOUGHTFUL