Message in a Bottle

I’m not in danger:
I don’t need your help.

Do you need mine?

Have you stopped 
and admired 
the world 
recently?

Do you know why
the stars
shine at night? 

It’s all there 
for you.

Never forget 
how stunning
that is. 
 

Love to write

VT

YWP Alumni Advisor

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