Book of Love

A poem written by Paula and shared with us by her son, Anthony.

There is a book of love, its wisdom left untold.

Its wealth of truth and knowledge means more to me than gold.

There is a book of heartache, inscribed with sorrow’s tears, but soar on wings of courage and rise above my fears.

There is a book of love, sealed with a lock and key, faith and trust are needed, to set its glories free.

There is a book of passing time, that marches ever on.

Savour every second, before your time has gone.

These are my gifts to you, keep them safe and near.

For you will need their guidance when I’m no longer here.