Dear 6 year old me
Six year old me
If by chance you read
This letter
Listen closely,
Do you remember the times we cried
For we announced our fears
And swallowed our pride
For tomorrow’s storm became our home
And our future was set in stone
a thundering fear, striked our hearts
and we shattered and became worlds apart
So thanks to the nights we awoke in fear
And thanks to the days we saw a sky crystal clear
a city in ruins and dreams to ashes
We burned bright, but not enough to last us
So if by chance you read this letter I wrote,
Please take note
grab your teddy and lift your chin
For life will pass you like the wind
words will hurt and life will bruise
and leave you a broken rose
And for the smell of sulfur still in mind
Remember sweetie,
All wounds heal in time
So lift your chin and smile wide
We love you
Keep that in mind.
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