Open Book Poem by Lauren Beasley

Open Book



She has many hidden stories
Inside her open book
It only takes a little digging
Before you're given a closer look

She appears to be closed off
Lots of secrets yet to be shared
But she'd tell you every detail
If you acted like you cared

No lock found on her diary
You need only turn the page
To discover what she's been holding in
Hoping someone would engage

Her door's not latched - it's open
A push will do the trick
And she'll let you inside her world
You'll learn everything real quick

So I tell you, she has no boundaries
Her book lies open on the table
You can read, there, every story
If only you're willing and able

Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: secrets
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
November 13,2014. I wrote this poem one day in a couple classes. It's about me. I appear to have lots of secrets or hidden stories, but in all actuality, I'm an open book. I only need to feel a little bit comfortable with you and I'll tell you more than you probably want to hear. It just takes a little nudge and I'll spill.
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