Life’s a book.

We keep turning pages.

Have a look,

And the words will change us.

Chapters pass us by

Bringing new surprises

Like the subtitle:“five years later”

What happened in the interim to the main character?

Protagonistically, we read each sentence.

Themes come and go, and come again.

And go again.

Remember that small interaction from

Their visit to that setting in chapter one?

The way the author described all the senses

Left a real impression.

I lost the plot there for a minute,

I read too much into what turned out to be

The reddest of all herrings,

But now it’s back to me.

Now I’ve got my bearings.

It can make laugh,

It can be heartwrenching

Life’s a book

Each has its ending.