My Dear Self looks over to me in the July sun Sweat glistening off on her cheek. There is the wonder about tomorrow in her smile. The joy of dreams that weave her pattern in the world. There is a knowing in her eyes. Your path is yours. This knowing in black and white photos upside down on the lawn in pigtails And reflections in library windows today. Same. You are on your path.
"Don’t forget your brightness Your beauty and the only-ness that is you. The constant beginning is the new day, a new breath, a fledgling opening to flight. It does not have to be perfect. Please remember, self, You are amazing. You are whole.
You are beginning again and again.”
Laura