Old Books

Wishing dust goodbye
Meeting memories
Some smiling moments
Some teary reminisces
Each book unwrapped
Each story re-lived
A tale within the pages
A tale outside, carefully hidden
Flipping through the pages
Wandering through the past
Wondering at the has been
'To be' once now the present dark
Black and yellow pages
Brittle paper, moth eaten lives
Treasure buried deep within
Lessons learned and forgotten for life
In boxes arranged, packed neatly again
Goodbyes wished to whom?
Books of paper or past tales that rained?