It is what it is

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the chapters of her life
read like a book
the page will be turned
the sentences read
paragraphs unfurl
and life at times will halt
as the full stop that she stares
at, when the sentence ends
a comma, gives time to ponder
semi colon her world; her life
she’ll ask if she’ll get through

the cover opens, held in her hands
she begins, unknowing what
paths will be taken
indeed what will be learnt
the synopsis preamble of
what may lie ahead

and will the ending matter
this life is hers she owns
she learns, make errors
two steps back – one forward
she will tread, uncovering
her story will be told
regardless of the words
and perhaps some chapters in
is where she will see
this is the book that had to be

copyright JMTacken 20.4.2014

Forgive me those who read, I haven’t written for a few days, I’m quite exhausted at the moment. This probably doesn’t make much sense, but I wrote it, because it was in my head tonight.

Turn the page and start again

One foot in front of the other 

Our journey unknown as we tread 

like reading a novel, no sense of 

beginning or middle or end, so we step

cautiously on this path that lays ahead

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memories of yellowed pages in a book once read

our lives were once like that but now we voice

farewell to what was frayed and erstwhile 

to corners that curled and smelt of damp

beginning a new chapter we rejoice

~~~~~~~~~~

goose pumps explode upon paled skin

unknowing what is down this path

or what our lives will bring

Excitement, gut in knots, flushed cheeks

accepting, learning, discovering 

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our own story we now embark upon

treading with inspired steps

the discarded pages of books all worn 

replaced with crisp untouched experience

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one foot in front of the other

with eagerness to discover

we say goodbye to previous loves

and turn the new pages together