We’ve all had our beginning, that place we call our hometown,
We’ll each of us have an ending, where and when we do not know.
Everyone starts out small and grows with time,
We age moment by moment in our given lifetime.
There’s a book that we all own, we make the cover,
The words are created from our everyday adventure.
Our chapters of life grow and are counted,
With every sunrise until the last sunset.
It’s an open book of endless pages until we stop writing,
A novel to be remembered by others.
Whom will judge the value or worth from our chapters of life,
Many will try, there will be those who did like it,
Perhaps some who won’t.
In the end it will be from the spirit in the sky.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
Life as our own personal novel: a concept I really like!
Great poem!
Beautiful poem with such an inspiring message. Makes me want to make my life’s novel a good one 🙂
Living life one page at a time. Thanks Keith!
Thank you always
On Mon, Jul 7, 2014 at 7:07 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You’re welcome Keith, my friend.
I don’t mean to complain but i’m in some pain. seeing doctors, one day at a time.
On Mon, Jul 7, 2014 at 7:51 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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I hope things get better Keith. I don’t think you’re complaining at all.
Thanks so much
On Mon, Jul 7, 2014 at 8:03 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You’re welcome Keith.
Sorry you are in pain. Keep writing your chapters and I look forward to reading a happy ending.
Actually right now my pain is physical. Maybe another surgery.
On Wed, Oct 14, 2015 at 5:21 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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