Life is a book,
A tale yet untold,
Each page a chapter,
In this story we're told.
The ink is our deeds,
The paper our soul,
The words we write,
Our story to unfold.
The cover is our heart,
The spine our backbone,
The pages our days,
Our journey to be shown.
Life is a book,
A story we write,
May our words be kind,
May our story be bright.
May our pages be filled,
With love, hope and light,
May our story be told,
In a way that's just right.
Life is a book,
A tale yet to be told,
May our story be one,
That's worth being retold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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