It's edges are worn Well loved pages A tear here Because of a careless Barrower - a friend A fellow book reader Book lover Lost in your words Oh great authors It's cover worn But still intact I'll read it every Six months It never gets old Dog eared pages When I could never find a book mark Now I have a collection Maybe forty now My favored book I'll read it forever Until I find another book By the author But still in my heart It collects Moments and momentos Of my life My first love note Pictures of friends Long forgotten My scribbled ideas And fragmented art All my dreams Both in sleep and in waking hours And it is my hope My good friend My future That it lives on Each page Every word My favored book