My Book
Sitting on a shelf amid a thousand others
the spine, raggedy and hard to read
pulled it out---top, dust covered
I am drawn to it.
Old book
Written so long ago, the pages
seemed fragile in my hands
it wanted my attention,
I too want to know more
Book
First words—first page
“Never lose sight of who you are.”
tattered old pages knew me
this tome sought me out
Losing oneself
Life misplaced…how
husband gone to another
money never goes all the way around
alone, alone, alone, with silence
Losing myself
Turn to the end of the book
the last line—“You may lose the people you love,
you may lose the things you have,
but no matter what happens never lose yourself.”
Finding oneself
Do I know who I am?
when I was younger—I knew what I was fighting for
Llving for what I believed to be true
where did that person go?
Finding me
Name of the book
“Root Yourself in Reality”
author…Me
reminders to leave self-pity behind
Found
The person I once was---now, search inside
stop living in the past and in my imagination
the book has pages to be written.
now is the time
This is my book and my life
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