#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way
The pages of my old book
gives me a new look
no longer scanned
A different brand
each page take it
nourish it, when it gets hard
encourage it
it was once said never judge a book by its cover
I think that's what happens to us amongst one another
we judge like our life has been crystal clear...