The Book of Life

Each day life offers a new page for my existence.
My past is already written & I can't change that;
in its pages I find my history,
some pages have softer colours,
others darker shades...

They say that in adversity I can add soft pastels of serenety to turn into something beautiful.
And how will today be like?

They say again that it all depends on one's will & optimism to transform today's page into a book of my life into a page that I will treasure as a beautiful rememberance of the future?
True?

Nap time before I think again...