A letter to the future me:
I hope this finds you well.
I hope you put on the kettle for tea.
I hope you hear church bells.
I hope you learned to chase your dreams.
I hope you make it to every sea.
I hope you feel what true joy means.
I hope you look past how life may be.
I hope you finally see the light.
I hope you always seek the truth.
I hope you strive to do what’s right.
I hope you remember me-your youth.
For future me,
who I do not know,
I hope you agree,
that we should continue to grow.
You and I will learn to fly.
We will never touch the ground;
for, soaring high up in the sky
is where we are homebound.
This is a letter from your predecessor,
and I have said plenty.
This letter could go on forever,
but the kettle is probably ready.
I will finish it off with one last desire.
One last thing for us to achieve.
Never forget who is higher.
Just remember: always believe.