Story Book Poem by Michael Meggs

As I start to look for the book that holds the memories of my life.
I notice that some of the pages are all over the floor.
As I start to pick up my memories.
I start seeing pages I can't remember.
Then realize that this is not my memories but yours.
So I place them in my book.

Thinking it will go well with my story.
As I begin to turn the pages.
I come to a stop and start reading.
Reading where you had place my name at.
Same name that seems to be holding our story together.
The story that never had the happy ending you wanted.