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Ode to My Notebook

March 7, 2013
By MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
Isn't it ironic? We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us.

My notebook,
my friend.
It keeps my secrets loyally,
Without being asked.
It listens while I pour out my stubborn heart.

It does not question what I say,
or Call my thoughts fool hardy.
It let’s me say what I will,
It certainly never contradicts me.

And on my weakest days,
When I can no longer remember the words my heart has sung,
When the melody of my soul has escaped me,
When I’m lost,
and don’t know how I’ll make it through.

My dear notebook,
whispers the lyrics to me,
It breathes my melody.
It reminds me of my wins,
and my losses.
It sings to me my sorrows,
Then soothes me with all I’ve gained.

It reminds me of who I am,
Who I want to be,
And what I must do to get there.

Someday, it will decay,
And fade,
But until then,
Ode to my notebook.

The author's comments:
It says it all folks.

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