EmmaRose. I am poem

I am caring and artistic.
I wonder why the stars come out at night and not at day?
I hear birds.
I see the sun.
I want everyone to be nice.
I am good at singing.
I pretend I am Milley Cyrus.
I feel happy.
I touch strawberrys .
Iworry about my family.
I cry about worryness.
I am good at singing
I understand peoples feelings.
I say you are nice.
I hope all my family is wealthy.
I am caring and artistec.