I
Came To See Me
© by Bud Lemire on May 7,
2017
Once
again I find, like I did before
Traveling
back in time, opening that door
I
find myself in Escanaba, on the North side of town
To
help my younger self understand, and I won't let me down
I
find him reading a Star Trek book, in his bedroom
He
looks at my face in the door window, like it was his doom
Coming
to the door, to see who it could be
He
doesn't realize, I am the future He
I
see the CB radio, on the table near his bed
And
saw the title of the book, that he just read
I
told him I had a lot to say, and could I have a seat
He
pointed to the chair, and it was good to be off my feet
I
asked if he believed in Time Travel, to any time or place
He
was looking down, and then a smile came to his face
“Yes,”
he said quite slowly, “I believe it could be done”
I
knew this was just the start, of what had just begun
I
asked him, “Do I look familiar, at all to you?”
He
smiled and said “Sort of like Grandpa, yes, you do”
I
smiled and said “You may not believe me, but it's true”
“I
come from the year 2017, I'm the future you”
He
blinked, and I could tell he was thinking
He
probably thought I had done too much drinking
I
didn't tell him too much, to change his future in any way
Yet
I knew he was looking, at my hair of gray
I'm
surprised he even talked to me, because I use to be so shy
I
told him in the future, that he wouldn't be, and he would pass it by
I
told him not to worry about his failures, all would be okay
People
would come to love him, when changes came his way
I
told him, all he had to do, was just to Be
Life
would mold him, into the perfect Me
He
came up to me and hugged me, and I use to be so shy
He
thanked me for the visit, as we each said goodbye
As
I Time Traveled back to the future, I thought about the younger Me
And
of all his changes to come, that were yet to be
I
often think back to all the changes I've been through. Some
would
say I was a totally different person back then. I always
wondered
how it would be if we could Travel back in time to
meet
ourselves, what would we say. I believe we all go
through
many changes in life that mold us into who we
become.
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