An open book
New with colourful pages
Thrown by recent memories into the light.
Pictures of trials,
Pleasures,
Successes,
Failures,
Words winding line by line
From cover to cover;
Beginning,
Middle,
End,
Contained within its walls.
A closed book
With pages equally colourful
But hidden from the light
Huddled in a corner
Old,
Matted with dust,
Centuries weighing down upon words unread,
Lost to memory;
Beginning,
Middle,
End,
Trapped within its walls.