Dear future self
Dear future self,
If there lives within you somewhere the passionate writer that I am now,
And you find yourself in a web of thoughts not able make any connections,
I hope this letter reaches you somehow.
Many at times when I sit beside my desk in ruminate,
A certain scene in my mind illuminate.
A girl on a slightly sloppy hill,
With lush green and youth it fill.
Near a tree running bare,
Around it fly birds that the twilight scare.
There she walks jolly with a skid,
For her innocence so bright, the sun behind clouds it hid.
In a place I dont know within my heart,
Her carefree serene self made a spark.
Soon enough I gained a reviving start,
To my soul now my mind hark.
So my dear future self, hope this picture do you help,
And no longer will you trap in blocks and yelp.