Certainly! She wrote scads of poetry; some really good stuff for such a young age (1st or 2nd-grade), but the book my mother made of all her works was destroyed in a flood. I can’t remember the deeper stuff verbatim.
Oh, that’s too bad, mlizzy! I know you would have loved to have kept them. But some still live inside you and that is so cool.
I keep all the little bits and pieces my nieces and nephews have given me over the years and have them displayed around the house. Embarrasses them sometimes, but, oh well.....lol.
They are my life and my heart and looking at all the sweetness surrounding me from them makes my heart very glad!