Reid@YWP

Every day is new, 

All because of you. 

You brought me this world, 

And were there for every journey, 

Every step and every chapter, 

Child, your future is best left unspoiled, so I may be too vague, or not vague enough. Don’t be afraid of  the contents within this letter . . .

If to be a sonnet is to be vain, then to be a sonnet is to be a friend. 

If to be a limerick is to be laughed at, then to be a limerick is to be a child. 

I grew up in a world surrounded by love 

Hugs in the morning and kisses before bed

Fears shared out loud 

Tears wiped away by a warm hand

Walks among the trees every single weekend

Art filled my life

I have always had my definition of cool. In elementary school, I would hang out with the stereotypical cool kids. I played three sports, with my skills ranging from decent, to pretty good.