6 year old me
If by some chance you read
This letter
You better
Listen closely
That first book you wrote
Just a few months ago
Don't leave it around
It will just get thrown out
And don't write your name
On that gate on the stairs
And insistently claim
You didn't put it there
'Cause you won't fool a soul
In that blissful little bubble
Just do as your told
And you won't get in trouble
And make sure to return
All your library books
Don't forget them in little
Crannies and nooks
There are so many things
That I'd like to say
But I'll leave it at that
And let you find your own way