Little One

Oh dear little one,

Is it too late?

For me to write to you,

A letter,

From heart, 

Of your elder self.

The younger you were,

The fonder I was,

Of us, 

Being so carefree,

And had a lot of fun,

Until we kinda grew up. 

Just be yourself,

Till you can,

Without being worried,

Of what others think, 

Of you and what you are.