she gently closed the cover to the old book

'broken glass'

being careful not to damaged the hand written pages

she held it closely to her heart

closing her eyes

and letting out a long

whisper sigh

"beautiful

beautiful beyond words"

she opened her eyes again

smiled

and lay the hand written book

back on its stand within

the glass box

closing the lid

she turned to her friend

"such a beautiful collection

so powerful

so deep

so ......"

"lost?" 

he suggested

"yea lost"

she wiped a tear from her eye

"who was the author?

there is not name on the cover

Just an inscription on the inside that reads

'to my friend' "

he smiled a sad smile

"just someone I used to know"