My life is an open book
Come over and have a look
Turn page after page slowly
Look at pages of happiness
and other pages of sorrows
Hear the sounds of laughter
Hear sounds of wounded cry
There are many book chapters
telling exciting many stories
The time of infancy forgotten
The playful times of childhood
The chapters of blossomed youth
The young adventurous adulthood
All tell about a long journey
Wheels of time kept turning
From young ambitious adults
looking ahead to the future
full excitement joy of life
to mature adult experienced
to gray haired aged persons
hoping gained all the wisdom
Although you read many chapters
The last one is left blank
still waiting to be written
Someone else will write it
when it is all over finished
and the life journey has ended
This is my open book of life
The final chapter soon closed
beautiful narration.......with the reality and inevitable death....Keep it up! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed your look at life as a book of chapters. Thanks for sharing, Sherif. Peace