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Letter to sixteen year old self

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Letter to sixteen year old self

Hi sixteen year old self,

I won’t forget you … I can’t

You always stood alone -
too serious to laugh at jokes; too cynical to make your own.
And yet breaking through the barriers of every group.

Silently watching the ‘absurdity’ of your age mates 
as they made a run through the tumultuous teenage years.
Wryly helping your classmates compose love letters to their 
silly boyfriends; gleefully marking the response- awarding points.
(seriously, what were you thinking?)

Spending a lot of time doing nothing – you were the first to 
enroll in the ‘sun basking club’. Your name of course showing
attendance in ‘progressive’ clubs. (Oh, that was a close call 
with the PE teacher – please stay away from the pool).
Too bothered to do assignments you perfected the art of avoiding checkups- 
And created a monster in poor S - who never did another assignment again –
Oh those were good times!!! (Don’t worry, you both survive, but it won’t
hurt if you studied once in awhile).

Always appearing innocent – never getting into trouble
You stood aside and watched as the ‘buzzers’ were punished for almost
starting a riot – ha, if only they knew! (please never do that again).

And yet, you, who could so eloquently spin words infront of a throng,
You carved in and let your heart be consumed in fear – all because
you let doubt invade your mind when the trusted man lied.
You let him throw you off balance just because of his position –
NEVER EVER do that again, to anyone – all humans are equal.
Let the action of a man redeem him or condemn him.
There is NOTHING wrong with your perceptions – (yes, even
when others don’t see what you see).

Breathe and let others breathe. 
Give up the search for perfection – it doesn’t exist.
But mostly, just allow yourself to grow, bumps are there to
direct you to the path you ought to take.
You WILL reach your destination in due time, believe me.

From me.

ps, stop eating too many sweets, lol!


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  1. Date: 3/25/2013 8:09:00 PM

    I loved what is going on in this write- well done! thanks for all of your encouragement as well!

  1. Date: 1/18/2013 7:34:00 AM

    Awesome write you got here,, I see why you/it won. Congrats on that ;}

  1. Date: 1/8/2013 4:34:00 PM

    Vicky, Congratulations with your winning poem in David's awesome contest.. pd

  1. Date: 1/6/2013 5:51:00 PM

    Just like you, thinking, learning, growing..smiling..Congrad's on your win Light & Love

  1. Date: 1/5/2013 9:27:00 AM

    Congratulations on your win friend Vicky!! Happy New Year and Good day! :)

  1. Date: 1/1/2013 2:46:00 PM

    Wonderful piece,well written..Good job,Vicky...Congrats on your superb win in this contest...

  1. Date: 1/1/2013 12:45:00 PM

    Congratulations! Wishing you a Happy New Year!

  1. Date: 1/1/2013 8:01:00 AM

    My hearty congratulations on your super win and great write my dear poet friend, Vicky.. Happy New Year, too! love/hugs, Leonora

  1. Date: 1/1/2013 2:02:00 AM

    Vicky congrats on your big win, :D happy new year to you and your family :D - hug, yanny

  1. Date: 12/31/2012 5:37:00 PM

    Vicky congrats on your win, I absolutely adorded this one, who were the 'Buzzers' have a Happy New Year...David

    Tsiluma Avatar Vicky Tsiluma Date: 1/2/2013 9:53:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Hey, thanks for my placement. The buzzers were a group of six girls who always seemed to be around when something major happened. They started the ‘buzz’, so naturally they got blamed for incidents where no culprit could be found.
  1. Date: 12/31/2012 5:21:00 PM

    I loved this one right away, my personal favorite for the contest. Congrats and Happy new Year!

  1. Date: 12/31/2012 3:21:00 PM

    Great , Vicky . Love this. Congratulations and a Happy New Year. Mehnaz.

  1. Date: 12/31/2012 2:23:00 PM

    Big congrats Vicky love, and all the best for the new year xx

  1. Date: 12/31/2012 1:58:00 PM

    Vicky- congratulations!!

  1. Date: 12/31/2012 8:51:00 AM

    No sugar or anything white.....that's what i'm workin' metaphor .....capture the power of lost innocence....use it as an "auto tune" for the moment....your heart is good, Vicky...jimbo

  1. Date: 12/27/2012 9:33:00 PM

    This is such a great write Vicky, so full of nostalgia and life lessons, now i seem to know you better, blessings, Carl

  1. Date: 12/27/2012 8:35:00 AM

    Hi Vicky Check out my new form "Understepping" let me know what you think.

  1. Date: 12/27/2012 7:56:00 AM

    What a wonderful letter! I hope you listened to it. I would hate to see you eat too many sweets. Wishing you a joyous bounty my nimble creature. Warmest thoughts, Ralph

  1. Date: 12/24/2012 10:09:00 PM

    Not sure if you celebrate Christmas but I still wanted to wish you the best. It has been a pleasure to get to know you over the last couple of months. Reading your words have been a real pleasure. I hope you and those you love are enjoying each others company. Hugs Rick

  1. Date: 12/23/2012 2:43:00 PM

    this is brilliant Vicky,, wonderful aspect is hindsight, but then you developed into a wonderful poet....

  1. Date: 12/23/2012 9:32:00 AM

    A quick visit to your nice poem. - Wishing you a peaceful and happy Christmas! - / / Send you a big Christmas hug!! Anne-Lise :) - / /

  1. Date: 12/23/2012 8:15:00 AM

    Great piece Vicky... what a reminiscence, and a bit nostalgic i guess... Thanks for stopping by... Love.... Angel

  1. Date: 12/22/2012 12:02:00 PM

    I love this Vicky, a very real look at yourself and the life you will eventualy live. I am thankful you kept on writing and allowed us to glimpse pieces of your life. The good the bad the doubts the fears, you are truly human in your approach. you are brave and still allow yourself vulnerability. I see you as a gift and each thing you write further reveals your beauty.Well done my young friend. Continue to call out from the wilderness.