Turn the Page
Life's a script. Each day we work
to set tomorrow's stage.
And when the curtain falls at night,
we turn another page.
Sometimes the plot is juicy.
Sometimes it's nice and sweet.
Other times, a tragedy..
a tale of pure defeat.
Some pages, pure erotica.
Others, tales of woe.
Sometimes, naught but writer's block,
but often magic flows.
We write our tale and hope the ink
flows blithely from our pen.
With faith, we pray at end of day
to turn the page again.
Copyright © David Irby | Year Posted 2015
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