poem challenge 1
My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery,
Of life's long journey

through trembling hands the time of sand slipped away
on heavy feet I still compete to write a happy ending
my life written with thick ink, sloppily jotted notes
some typos, much like my childhood journals
my life is an open book, but few would want to read it

© Jada E. Clark