The Blank Page

I could have wrote one hundred
But I stopped at ninety nine
In a special way I left one blank
The reason you will find

Do you think you know the reason
Whatever could it be
Just look into the mirror 
And you will clearly see

I left it blank cause you're the one
And I wanted you to know
That I could write on endlessly
As together we still grow

Please take with you my heartfelt love
And never ending thanks
For without you there'd be no book
And all these pages would be blank
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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