Little One
Little One
Oh dear little one,
Is it too late?
For me to write to you,
A letter,
From heart,
Of your elder self.
The younger you were,
The fonder I was,
Of us,
Being so carefree,
And had a lot of fun,
Until we kinda grew up.
Just be yourself,
Till you can,
Without being worried,
Of what others think,
Of you and what you are.