Our life is like, an empty book
Each year, we print a page
The story, of our life we write  
With each year, that we age

Some books are short, others long
All based on what we’ve done
Every journey made, and challenge faced
Each ordeal, we’ve lost or won

The good we do, or love we share
Is set in bright, bold print
Each wrong we’ve done, or didn’t care
Is veiled, in light, grey tint

Then when complete, each page is bound  
With a cover, that won’t bend                              
The front engraved, with our NAME                      
The back inscribed, THE END
OR
Then when complete, each page is bound
With a cover and its twinning
The front engraved, with our NAME
The back inscribed, BEGINNING
WIZDUMBs BY JA 338                  30-04-2014