Each day is but a chapter,
in the book that we live everyday.
The next page is unwritten,
waiting for the midnight closing.
Every morning's challenge,
to turn the page.
Your loving me constantly,
makes it extremely easy.
Our family gives me the incentive,
to enter the day fiery.
Every day's challenge,
to start on the page.
My daughters laughter,
and your smile.
Give me all the happiness,
that a man deserves.
Every night's challenge,
to finish up the page.
Sometimes I must wonder,
how I deserve everything.
Then I realize all the proof,
it's in the book we live.
Every morning's challenge,
to turn the page.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Hi Douglas, This is a great outlook on life every day is but a chapter. This is excellent. Your very honest too. People look back too much instead of looking forward. Take care and thanks for sharing.