the book of me

The pages of my old book, Hold my memories of yesterday, Every smile, every tear, Every person who came my way... Every emotion I felt Joy, sadness, Every effort I make Every trial I've endured Though time may fade the mind, Memories remain, forever aligned. In these pages, I'm made whole, A story told, of a soul. Ink-stained moments, tears and cheer, A testament to laughter and each tear. A chapter closed, yet memories remain, A piece of me, forever sustained. Cherished and kept, through all of time, These pages hold, a piece of my prime. A treasure trove, of love and strife, A part of me, forever rife. by Audr8400