Writing Letters [completed // editing]

| letter twenty five january first 2001 |

"We carry these things inside of us that no one else can see, they hold us down like anchors, they drown us out at sea."

~unknown

Dear Angel,

I'm going to tell you a story. One that most children have heard, but it is important all the same.

Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,

There's always Pooh and Me.

Whatever I do, he wants to do,

"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:

"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.

Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.

"Let's go together," says Pooh.

"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.

("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)

"I think it ought to be twenty-two."

"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.

"It wasn't an easy sum to do,

But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.

"That's what it it," said Pooh.

"Let's look for dragons, I said to Pooh."

"Yes, let's," said Pooh to me.

We crossed the river and found a few -

"Yes, those are dragons all right," said Pooh.

"As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.

That's what they are," said Pooh, said he.

"That's what they are," said Pooh.

"Let's go frighten the dragons," I said to Pooh.

"That's right," said Pooh to Me.

"I'm not afraid," I said to Pooh.

And I held his paw and I shouted "Shoo!

Silly old dragons!"- and off they flew.

"I wasn't afraid," said Pooh, said he,

"I'm never afraid with you."

So wherever I am, there's always Pooh,

There's always Pooh and Me.

"What would I do?" I said to Pooh,

"If it wasn't for you," and Pooh said: "True,

It isn't much fun for One, but Two

Can stick together," says Pooh, says he.

"That's how it is," says Pooh.

You, Angel, are the Christopher Robin to my Winnie the Pooh.

I feel safe with you.

Even though I shouldn't.

Because you are also my dragon.

As always,

Ash

Note: all credit for this story goes to a. a. milne

i do not, under any circumstance, take ownership for this story.