Here's one my daughter who was 6 at the time wrote to me a few years ago in school along
with a picture she had drawn.

DEAR DADDY
Even if it is cloudy
And the sky is not blue
It won't matter to me
Cause I'll always love my Mommy
And I'll always love you too.

IF
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you:
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowances for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired of waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated and don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream but not make dreams your master;
If you can think--- and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet Trumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn out tools;. . .
Rudyard Kipling(1865-1936)

IMAGINATION
What if you slept?
And what if,
In your sleep
You dreamed?
And what if,
In your dream,
You went to heaven
And there plucked
A strange and
Beautiful flower?
And what if.
When you awoke,
You had the flower
In your hand?
Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)

NIGHTINGALE! THOU SURELY ART
I heard a stock-dove sing or say
His homelytale, this very day:
His voice was buried among trees,
Yet to be come-at by the breeze:
He did not cease; but cooed--and cooed;
And somewhat pensively he wooed;
He sang of love,with quiet blending,
Slow to begin, and never ending;
Of serious faith, and inward glee;
That was the song,--the song for me!
William Wordsworth (1770-1850)