A Letter to My Younger Self

Dear little me, with eyes so wide and bright,

Chasing fireflies in the fading twilight.

You held the world within your eager hand,

A kingdom built on wishes in the sand.

I see you there, so full of hopes and dreams,

Unaware of life's more winding streams.

You're searching for your place, a steady ground,

But oh, the joy in paths you haven't found.

Hold tight to wonder, let your spirit fly,

Don't fear the tears that gather in your eye.

Each stumble, scar, each whisper of despair,

Is forging strength you don't yet know is there.

The future holds a canvas, rich and grand,

Painted by the journey, hand-in-hand

With lessons learned, and love that sees you through,

Just keep on dreaming, little me, stay true.

I know you worry 'bout the things to come,

The whispered doubts that leave your spirit numb.

The awkward phases, trials you must face,

Feeling out of step, not quite in your own place.

You'll question choices, stumble on the way,

And sometimes feel like you have lost the day.

But trust the rhythm, trust the coming dawn,

For every broken piece, a strength is born.

Hold tight to wonder, let your spirit fly,

Don't fear the tears that gather in your eye.

Each stumble, scar, each whisper of despair,

Is forging strength you don't yet know is there.

The future holds a canvas, rich and grand,

Painted by the journey, hand-in-hand

With lessons learned, and love that sees you through,

Just keep on dreaming, little me, stay true.

You'll learn to listen to that inner voice,

To make bold choices, and to just rejoice.

In simple moments, sunshine on your face,

In finding beauty in an ordinary place.

You'll shed old skin, grow wiser, braver, kind,

Leaving some anxieties behind.

The fears you carry now will softly fade,

Replaced by courage, thoughtfully displayed.

So hold tight to wonder, let your spirit fly,

Don't fear the tears that gather in your eye.

Each stumble, scar, each whisper of despair,

Is forging strength you don't yet know is there.

The future holds a canvas, rich and grand,

Painted by the journey, hand-in-hand

With lessons learned, and love that sees you through,

Just keep on dreaming, little me, stay true.

And know, dear heart, that I am standing here,

The person shaped by every hope and fear.

You make me proud, with every step you take,

This beautiful, evolving life you make.

With love and gratitude for the path you paved,

Your Future Self.