This Book

Each day opens like a book waiting to be read.
Sometimes it is a new story, other times a continuation of a ongoing tale.
When we are born the pages, are new and fresh.
As we age the stories become filled with excitement, joy, love, sorrow, and tragedy.
The pages become worn,
Some pages tear stained.
Some parts of the book you wish you did not have to read.
Other times, a story that you wish you never had to stop reading.
Today I pick up this book, and wonder which story will it be?