A Book of Pages
Your life is like a book of pages
You build it one page at a time
The first page cute and innocent
Soon they take on reason and rhyme.
As the story begins to unfold
Like a novel building to its end
Some of the pages seem boring
Filled with pain, when will love begin.
After many years, as you look back
And on your pages of life you hang
It may not have been an epic novel
But make sure you end it with a Bang!
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