You gave me
This book
Empty, Fresh and Pristine
No one seen it
No one lived in it
Every page is my day
Every line is my experience
Cannot strike or rub
Off those lines
Cannot stick any additional
Page
Cannot rewrite in past pages
Now, I am here right here
In this line
Don't know how I came across
These many pages
Thank you for everything
I may be loser one time
I may be sad one time
But, this many pages
Are gift of you
For me
Came right from
My heart and soul