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Advice for the Old Enough - March 6, 2024

Gary Hunter

when I was young   the self I met

became mean    put me down

made fun of me   said I was worthless

 

he turned into a penknife

I lived wounded

always self-cutting who I was

 

wish I’d looked at myself

like one bright-eyed and pleasant

kid I met the first day of school

 

that one became a supportive

lifelong friend   there to talk

about everything good and bad

 

you’ll need one like that

inside you    to make days

brighter despite the forecast

 

and night’s too

even without the moon

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