PAGES.....

Pages

Dreams bound in black leather

recorded in verse for the ages

Passed down to sons from fathers

casually live on crisp paper pages

We are minions revolving around life

planets of flesh spinning steadily

as we occupy space on high

endlessly forging memories to display

Our destiny circuit brings

individual experiences decanted

into golden cups sparkling

and are offered to minds gratefully friended

as fascinating chapters flow page by page

riding their orbits with grace
  Time is consumed till silver age

hoping to maintain a youthful phase

Then, timely winds turn dog-eared pages

yellowed by relentless busy fingers

exposing writings from life's many stages

 captured in memories forever

 and with our starry orb engaged

it revolves and asks not why

For 'Tis written on yellowed pages

a life displayed brightly across the sky