She wrote a life she loved
on the leaves of many books
documenting all the details
so that one day she could look
back a all the things she'd done
and all that she had seen,
all the people she had known,
all the places she had been,
and there upon the paper
her treasures,line by line,
imbued with emotion,
invoke moments in time.
So although this was a story
that only she could tell
the ink left upon her pages said
''My word.She lived it well.''