The Book Upon the Shelf.

The Book upon the shelf was open
I took it down to read
I saw the words upon the page
Were something meant for me

The words reminiscent of lovers long ago
These men I'd loved and cherished
These words that I could again savour
The type that I would relish

But not this book upon this shelf
This one was carefully placed
To catch this readers eye you see
This book was written in haste

The words of things from days gone past
Of a 'lover' and I no longer
Those words I read were meant to harm
But I'm made of something stronger

Are the words we write in private
Not for others to see
Or to be written in rhyming couplets
'Discretion' is not guaranteed

So as with all the books I read
There will be twists and turns
But the prized books not on the shelf for me
.
.
.
Are the ones I've never returned



An original rhyming couplet by Tulip1969