I was a book, tossed aside

Pages dog-eared, faded, worn

My heart knew no peace

It lay shattered and torn

Within covers soaked in rain

You sheltered me then

Smoothed the creased pages

Mended the withered edges

Of bindings loosened in tears

Lifted me to sunlit shelf again.

Now, I share, I shine!

I speak the stories of my heart

To tender ears that listen

Never far, never long apart

Covers new in my devotion.