To One
To some I sit on a shelf all dusty and old.
To some I sit in a pew, waiting to be seen.
To some I cause controversey due to what I say.
To one I am a life force that keeps her alive.
To one I offer encouragement even at the lonliest of times.
To one I'm irreplaceable, even though I'm just a worn Bible.
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