Dear me,

Dear me,

 In a couple of years will I be tall.

 Will I have learned how to live with out being afraid to fall.

 Will I know how to love, wanting nothing in return.

 Will I bring joy and peace to the world.

Will I have known how to fight through the hard times.

Will I have been taught how to spread my wings and fly.

Soar above the mountains tops so high.

Will I have realized that I can be strong.

If you have faith and hold on.

I probably wont have found the cure to cancer.

I probably wont have every answer.

But will I understand, why things have been the way they were.

Why life went by in such a blur.

Dear me,

Please try to live happy and free.

Please understand that every body's going through something hard.

That I should always give a hand and stand guard.

At the door way to my heart.

Please always realize, that you should give a smile.

Cause you never know when you will have to say good bye.

Stay beautifully you.

xox,

Kayla