My Diary

Of ink and pages, secrets reside,

In a diary's embrace, feelings confide.

Words that whisper in the quiet night,

A silent witness to your inner light.

The pages hold your dreams and fears,

Ink-stained with laughter, even tears.

A chronicle of your life's grand quest,

A trusted friend, a place to rest.

In your diary, the heart finds its voice,

A sanctuary where you make the choice,

To write your story, line by line,

In the hush of moments, so divine.

So let the words flow, without delay,

In your diary, they shall forever stay,

A cherished space for thoughts to roam,

In the sacred pages of your own.