An Open Book Poem by Phil Soar

My life is like an open book
With Chapters full of life's embrace
Recording all I see and do
And sending warmth across my face
A smile generated by a memory
A tear manufactured by a sad day
A grimace at something I would rather forget
A blush when I read of my rise to puberty
A cheer during moments of accomplishment
A worry when my offspring make their own way in the world
A song when we celebrate the many days of holidays
A reminder how short this life story seems
But still a book of many pages
Some to be held in the memory forever
Some to be mainly forgotten
But all of them a library of my life
And blessed am I for living it.