Your book of life is in some of the people you meet every day
Each of them diofferent in their own way
In their life's experiences and the stories they tell
Time listening to them is time that is spent well
We learn from people every day we do meet
That we chat with for awhile in the park or on the street
From talking to them so little you do know you come to realize
And the garnering of knowledge to the desire for more knowledge gives rise
Though of how little they do know they are not aware
Those who believe they know everything have little with others to share
The blinds of the windows of their minds keep enlightenment out
Since of more knowledge they feel quite happy without
Your book of life is in others only true to say
We learn from the people we meet every day.
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