~If I meet my seven year old self today,
What would I tell her,
What would I say?
Would I warn her of the future,
Or the bad things yet to come?
Or would I leave her to be naive,
To keep having fun,?
Because my seven year old self,
Believed the world a perfect place,
Would she recognise herself,
When she looked into my face?
Even though I've learned so much more,
And some years have passed since then,
I would give up everything I have,
To view life through her eyes again~
