Standing Tall

A poem to my younger self.

Do not cry young one,

As you are so strong.

You can do anything,

If your hearts in it.

There will be obstacles,

But that is just life.

You are you and only you,

Let no one change that.

Some days will be hard,

They will test who you really are.

Some days will be easy,

Laugh and love and be free.

Some boys will break your heart,

But some boys will mend it.

Some friends are not friends at all,

But if you keep your eyes open you will learn.

Though you want time to fly,

Cherish each new moment, as it will soon be gone.

Every day you will grow, inside and out,

So always remember who you are.

Being yourself may be hard,

But it's the right thing to do.

When there comes a day of opposition,

You'll know what to do.

So young one, do not cry today,

As there is so much to do.

Always stay strong,

And let you be you.

Teasing cuts like a thousand swords,

But you are made of diamond.

Let your love be abundant,

But watch who you give it to.

So as you walk down this long road of life,

Don't be afraid.

If it seems narrow and unbroken,

You know you are on your way.

But if you break from your path,

Or fall along the way, be warned.

The road that's wide and easy to travel,

Is the one traveled by most,

 

And when you look around you will find,

Most people aren't happy.

 

So travel down your own path,

Don't be afraid to find your own way.

 

So young one,

Don't be afriad.

 

There's no time to waste,

You must set the pace.

 

As up ahead there is a light,

Growing brighter every day,

 

And only you can power through,

Only you will find your way.

 

My dear sweet young one,

Don't shed a tear,

 

As someone who loves you

Is always near.

 

So my sweet child,

I must be going,

 

As we have made it so far,

But there is so much to do.

 

Before I go you must know,

I very much love you.