Peep holes glittering in the sky,
Uncle Rhys can see me.

I love how the stars shine,
the shiniest star is my Uncle.

The feeling of crying goes around in my head,
I wish he wasn't dead.
I love you Uncle Rhys
Lily

Uncle Rhys is kind and caring

He loves me and still is in my heart,
he always will be - no matter what!

I can feel him hugging my heart and smiling at me.

That makes my heart feel wonderful.

Heather - I am going to care for Heather because something sad has happened and I will help her with Olive and Lewis always.

I love using Photo Booth!

Mr Curtis!

I am going to write a poem about my teacher this year called Mr Curtis!

Mr Curtis your so cool,
You are a good groover at our school.
Your deodorant that you spray in our room is fresh,
You wear funky clothes in your flesh.
I like when you dance, and show off your toosh,
We all love to join you and we don't need a push.
I love the way that you are kind,
It helps me get things off my mind.
I love the MBA idea,
I think you may have got it from Mother dear.
You help us by cooking our noodles without a fuss,
They sure fill up my tum and I feel as big as a bus.

Bye for now - I am excited for the next day of school, I hope your wife gets better soon. We miss you at school. Lily