open the brown covered book
the one
placed high on the shelf
out of reach
the one
you might have forgotten about
it holds a key
a missing link
a thought
that was never said
an answer
to prays in your dreams
in your head
mistakes were made
mistakes are forgiven
the pages don’t lie
they were scribed
with love
do it today
do not delay
open the
brown covered book
Wonderful! I needed this today! Mistakes were made….needing to find that lost key. Thank you, Gwynneth!!
This poem drew me in . When I get up from my desk I will walk over to my bookcases and ask which friend would like to speak to me today.