BLANK TO BLANK

Started off with
a blank page.

With life as a pen
it filled the leaves

Of memories that we’ll
remember as we age.

No one can take it away
not even thieves.

Divided into
different chapters.

Either we want
to erase or bookmark.

Either to keep
or to just tear.

But we’ll probably
just laugh as we look back.

There are parts
we wish to repeat.

Moments we
want to relieve.

Memories that
cannot be beat.

And lives we
want to retrieve.

We can look back at those

But we can’t redo it

As a chapter goes

We must close it.

But we open a new one
and as time goes by

We might come to a point
and say “I’m done”.

Put down the pen
and say goodbye.

Started off with
a blank page.

But life as a pen
it dried out

Ending again with
a blank page.

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