I used to leave a page from my book to the readers I adored,
The page used to have my favourite piece!
Then I met more people who liked to read
So I, gave away some more of it! What could I do they were in need!
I gave away the goodness of my favourite book,
to people in the hopes that it would do some good.
I noticed that I’ve been giving away so much….
that nothing of meaning was now left in here.
All the pages were gone now,
and story had stopped making sense my dear!
A breeze stuck my cheek and it hit me then,
I’ve been sharing the days of my life with people who are no more here,
Now when the days are less in the course is about to end,
I notice this is all I have to myself,
I just start making sense with with whatever story I have at hand.
So, I finally Stop leaving the pages from my life behind,
to strangers in the account of being kind!
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♡‿♡
~ mansi_jain
Storyteller and you 