OneKidReadThis...the journey begins
September 30, 2024 · Poem 112 of 112
Imagine I was right there with you
When you looked up to your bedroom
ceiling
And questioned everything
Late at night
Crying yourself to sleep
Imagine I could tell you that you'd make it
out
That you'd live out that dream
That you'd travel the world
That you'd find true love
Would you believe me?
Well you should, because I am you
And you are me.
Get ready