Time Machine Poem by Amy Stuart

As I was walking the shore today
I found upon the rocks
A box filled with notes you wrote each day
I read them all one by one
And at times I smiled and at times I laughed
But I cried when I came upon that one at last
In which everything in my world went wrong
That's where it was said by you,
'It said it wasn't right,
And that by tomorrow you'd be gone'
I put in that note yet another fold
As I put it at the bottom of my box
And started to reread what I had been told