Open Book

I turn the pages of this open book

Heart on my sleeve when people look

Glancing my way it's only me

Not a picture of someone else's life they'll see

Occasionally staring in adversity's face

It's a marathon I run, not a race

Head held high, surrounded by friends

True ones stay till life's better end

Between now and then I'll hold on to them tight

Nary a care, worry, or fright

To them and my family a heart felt thank you

For standing by my side and helping me through

F. Tipa