I finished a chapter today.
Longer than the kind in books
yet in one all the same.
It’s not the last
I won’t be here for that.
It’s a very long book you see.
Sometimes it feels like it can end at any second
but it keeps on going after a cliff hanger.
You’d have to read a page a day for the rest of your life to ever finish it
and even then some pages are blank.
On those days I ran out of ink
I wasn’t allowed to throw away the pen.
Sometimes I felt like trying
but each time I waited for a refill
and then just when I needed more I would be given back what I never take for granted.
It’s very difficult not to tear out the blank pages.
I must remember that without them
the book is obsolete…worthless.
Hiding the meaning behind the first words written all those years ago.
All of the pages are there for a reason,
they tell of a life lived.
A life unwillingly put on hold.
A life taken back?
They tell of my life story.
Thank you for reading! ππ Hope you’re having a lovely day wherever you are!
Beautiful! xoxo Sarah
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Beautifully written! β€οΈ
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Thank you!! π
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Inspiring and lovely. After all blank pages can teach a lot more than the full ones. Loved it.
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Thank you so much!! That is very true π
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Thank you for reading! ππ
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The pleasure is mine. Lol that sounded so posh.
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Loved reading this post, itβs beautifully written! ππ
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Thank you so much!! π
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