dear old me:
why blame yourself
for what you did not know
have not felt
have not seen
did not predict coming
why of course if you knew what was to come
you would have ducked for cover
but what life is that?
shielding away from things that have not happened yet
you did your absolute best with what you had
and I am immensely proud
you did not let me down
you made me so much better now
Signed: New and improved me.
This poem is about:
Me