Oh leather bound book
Dare thee take a look?
What secrets do thy hold?
Life’s stories are told
Dark riddles do unfold
Thoughts give rise and are sold
Made in Tuscany
Of the highest quality
Unique in beauty
Unsure in duty
Beloved leathery smell so sweet
Lifted spirit swells, blessed treat
Pages turn and turn
Hearts mysteries yearn
It is found that the heart is gold
Until more is learned and life does scold
Published or not
Buried in plot
Reflect on times gone
Temperament so withdrawn
So forget me not
I shan’t have that lot
Moth eaten or dust
Words full, this I trust
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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This journal’s got some serious main character energy! If I ever had a chance to meet you then bring this journal with you— I'd love to read it! 😊