the view is perfect

Here is an excerpt from a poem dictated to me by my four-year-old daughter:
how does the sun come out of the sky?
that rainbow makes the sun come out

the day is nice
the view is perfect.

she loved flowers and sun
but when she smelled the flowers
she noticed someone was coming
her friend came and they smelled the flowers
and then they kissed each other goodbye

then a lovely heart came 
and flew to them.