Everyone strives for the same goal,
Happiness, success, a way to a satisfying life to make your heart whole.
Some people comes by it so easy, or at least they make it seem,
If their life was a book, pure bliss,
That should be its theme.
A story of ups and downs, lefts and right, but they always stay true to who they are.
No matter the obstacles, no matter the pain and no matter the scars.
They can pull them selves together, move forward through life,
Meet people, make faces, that childish joy is rife.
They know who they are and don't dare be someone they're not,
A beautiful smile that pulls their face taut.
Each chapter forms the person to be who they are today,
Each line, building suspense for the next words they will say.
So much has been written but there's so much more to come, more adventure, more love, more life and then some.
I find your literature beautiful, a masterwork in its own right.
The way you share it so elegantly, a poet in the limelight.
You're an author, an artist making art, with extraordinary volumes you've yet to publish, so scribe down your narrative with all your heart.
Some of the people you meet, your chronicles will be their favourite. They will keep your book Forever and shall always savour it.
Never stop, pen down more of your story, all of your action, your comedy, your drama and your mystery. Your book is adored and will go down in history.
