Bookworm

My life is a book
A chapter for each significant time
The cover is a tad bit worn
But my story’s worth more than a dime

I devour every page
And I savour every line
I go through chapters slowly
Knowing it’s all mine

Sometimes I lose a page or two
I can’t remember the past
And I try not to skip ahead
To try and make my book last

There is an end, I know
Getting closer by the minute
So I love every chapter
While I’m still livin’ in it!

Poetic Asides: Wednesday Poetry Prompts #218

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