Looking back, we often wish we could whisper words of wisdom to our younger selves: offering comfort in moments of doubt, reassurance during hardships, and encouragement to embrace life fearlessly. The struggles that once seemed insurmountable became lessons, and the dreams that felt distant slowly took shape. This poem is a heartfelt letter to the past, a reflection on growth, resilience, and the journey ahead.

Dear Younger Me

Oh, little dreamer, wide-eyed and free,
There’s so much that I wish you’d see.
The world is vast, both kind and wild,
And you will stumble, my sweet child.

You’ll chase the stars, but some will fade,
Not every plan you make is laid
In stone, but trust, don’t be afraid,
For detours shape the paths you pave.

Hearts will break, and tears will fall,
Not every friend will heed your call.
But those who stay, through thick and thin,
These are where your truest joys begin.

You’ll doubt yourself on weary days,
You’ll fear that you have lost your way.
But strength is built in trials deep,
And dreams are sown in loss we keep.

So laugh too loud, and love so wide,
Take up space—don’t run and hide.
Mistakes will come, but they will teach,
That every goal is within reach.

And when you stand where I am now,
You’ll smile and see you made it, somehow.
For every tear and battle scar,
Became the light that led you far.