It's Poetry Month!

Dear six year old self
Your determination was amazing
I wish I could have told you then what I know now
Your smile lit up the world
And your strength, how you just
Told yourself to be strong
And not to cry
You sat there and you got blood drawn
Not a tear
But if I could go back and do it again
I would have rather cried
Expressed
Educated
Forced people to understand
But I am glad that my smile lit up the world
And it still does