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Poems for People Dear Aubrie,
I’m sorry if you’re getting this when you’re 15 and don’t care
I’m sorry for a lot of things, but mostly
I’m sorry I’m not there
Dear Aubrie, I miss you more than I could ever explain
I know I was there when you were little
And I know I should still be there
Because if I’m not, who else is?
Who’s going to teach you that normal is relative?
Who’s going to teach you that the hive mind is dangerous?
Who’s going to teach you that it’s okay to say no, even if you’ll get in trouble for it?
Who is going to teach you that love is not something that should come with conditions?
Dear Aubrie, I’m sorry that I have to be away
I’m just trying to better myself so I can teach you
When I get back to you, I’ll illuminate your world with tales of wonder
I'll fill your room with light and colors and tell you everything I know.
Because what’s mine is yours and my love does not come with conditions.
I know your mommy and daddy aren’t together,
But that doesn’t mean you have to get used to having half.
Because if you ever feel half, I’ll break a piece of myself off and give it to you.
Dear Aubrie, I know I’m not your mommy or your daddy.
I know I have no right to criticize how they’re raising you,
But my love does not come with conditions, even if the world does.
The world you’re in is scary and dark sometimes, but when I get home, I’ll leave the light on for you
Dear Aubrie, it’s okay to sleep with the light on
Sometimes, when I’m too depressed to sleep, I’ll leave the light on and sing myself to sleep
Because I never had someone to do that for me
I was you once, Aubrie, and I never want to see you go through that
Dear Aubrie, I’m sorry if you’re getting this and you’re 15 and don’t care
I’m sorry if you’re getting this at 58 and I’m no longer there
Because someday I’ll leave the earth, but the light will still be on
I won’t be there to sing to you, but the music will keep on playing
Dear Aubrie, my love does not come with conditions
I hope you find what you’re looking for someday,
Dear Aubrie, I hope there’s nothing you need to look for.
Dear Aubrie, I’m sorry.
