The Book Of Life

The Book of life is brief, the pages turn quickly
like in a short nursery rhyme, and the fleeting
shadows of life dance on the garden wall in double time.

What's on those pages, is up to you.
It's your life to do with as you choose to.

But, keep in mind those page are only held together
by delicate twine. So, when you misuse those
pages, your life become a real grind.

When the book of life closes, it's not what's on
the cover that make the book sublime, but what
was on those pages, held together by that thin
line of delicate twine...The Book of Life.

Jackie R. Kays
© 06

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