INSIDE MY BOOK
A life of thoughts lay in words beyond this cover,
Places I have seen or dreamed are remembered here.
Imagination, fantastic stories created from this mind,
So many places visited, each day a scene made up or recalled.
Inside my book are worlds not seen but for me dreamed,
There are those special lands where I once stood as a child.
Inside my book, there are things revealed about love and pain,
Friends thought of whom are between these pages, not seen.
That who I am rests here behind a cover, on paper saved,
My creation of emotion, fantasy, and dreams shared always.