My Book
We come together with our lives and our secrets,
Two separate books
Waiting for each other to uncover
And discover what is inside.
My cover may not be glamorous or pretty,
But is holds much beauty deep within.
The story is not always happy but not so sad.
Each time a new page is read
A part of my life is unfolded.
If you become tired or bored reading this book,
You have the freedom to stop.
You do not have to turn another page.
But if you choose to read on, do it slowly,
And with kindness.
For this book has been
Needlessly rampaged through and tossed aside.
It may not withstand another thoughtless reader.
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