LIFE'S BOOKA Poem by JaOur life is like, an empty book Each year, we print a page The story, of our life we write With each year, that we age
Some books are short, others long All based on what we’ve done Every journey made, and challenge faced Each ordeal, we’ve lost or won
The good we do, or love we share Is set in bright, bold print Each wrong we’ve done, or didn’t care Is veiled, in light, grey tint
Then when complete, each page is bound With a cover, that won’t bend The front engraved, with our NAME The back inscribed, THE END OR Then when complete, each page is bound With a cover and its twinning The front engraved, with our NAME The back inscribed, BEGINNING © 2017 Ja |
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Added on August 31, 2016 Last Updated on July 28, 2017 |