As I flip through the pages of my life
The binding is old but the pages are new
They are tattered and worn, well used
As I turn a page the words play out their story
They evoke the images as though in a film
They run through my life one scene at a time
I suppress a giggle here, laughing out loud there
My eyes flood, as I wipe away a tear of regret,
And then letting them fall, in memory of that lost friend
I smile as I revisit the birth of my children,
Feel my heart pain as I stand at the death beds of my grandparents
So many memories, so much love, joy, fear, sorrow, pleasure….
Finally I turn the last page, the next is blank, an empty canvas
With pen in hand, I start to ink out the first day of my new year
You see today it MY new beginning, today is my birth day!