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