Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Your Self

Playground friends may come and go,

Pets may run away,

Teddy bears may venture outward

On their own someday.

Even favorite books may one day

Vanish from the shelf,

But you can be sure of this--

You’ll never lose your self.

From the day that you were born,

Til all your future time,

On every ocean that you sail

Or mountain that you climb,

Your self will be there with you,

A companion and a friend,

To cheer you on and guide you

From beginning to the end.

In times of laughing, times of sadness,

Times of desperate doubt,

Pay close attention to your self--

It always sorts things out.

So trust your self and love your self,

You’ll find that if you do,

A lot of other people

May begin to love you too.

1 comment:

  1. Just love this poem.
    I remember thinking this, when I was little.
    You put it so well, Andy. This is very important.