My daughter certainly has my imagination and it warms my heart to see the passion she has also gained from me for books and the written word.  I'd like to share this poem with you all that she sat and wrote over the weekend(I got her permission, don't worry!). I may be completely biased but I think it's pretty cool for a ten year old! So here it is:   The mountain White with snow Sat near a village Watch it glow It points to the sky Up so high I look again It's a trap I look again It's a map I