by Amber Nicole Hunt
I will never understand how you picked me
out of these walls full of books...
Ones whose stories are so much more beautiful than mine.
But you picked me up and dusted me off;
carefully, you read my pages.
You kept reading even though some pages were torn
and even though my story wasn't so great.
You read until the end and then added a new chapter.
A chapter which included you and me forever, a happy ending.
I'll never be able to thank you enough for choosing me
and making my story beautiful.