Life's Page.(c) 19/4/2012.
Each day
Is a blank new page.
Write , paint brush
In reflection of our ways.
Tells a story,
Shares hours we spend
In different ways
With those who touch our days.
Shades of emotions,
Come and go,
Colours of our moods displayed.
Turn the page,
With fingers of time,
Full of memories, events
Of
Our days, ways.
Everything changes, moves on
Some hang on ,
Don't want change.
Do we learn from,
Joyful, laughter, sorrow, loss, tears, healing,
All pass away,
In fleeting time
Memories leave behind.
Till next we fill
Our page of life.
Some start,
New fresh blank page
Write a new experience,
Share new ways.
Let go of the past
As it is gone.
Express their days,
With those who touch,
Pass by them.
Others hang on to the past,
Memories good or bad, sad
Linger on
In mind, soul, heart.
No experience is the same
Treasure these moments in time shared,
Before they too
Fade away into our yesterdays.
I have shared this day of my life with you,
I hope it has been
A healing journey for us both,
Till next we
Turn life's page.
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