A leather binder, so sturdy and strong,
With pages, that hold, the stories of our lives long.
It's a record, of moments, that we hold dear,
And a collection, of memories, that we hold near.
It's a journal, of dreams, that we dare to pursue,
And a scrapbook, of hopes, that we hope will come true.
It's a portfolio, of all that we've achieved,
And a showcase, of all, that we have believed.
It's a ledger, of lessons, that we've learned,
And a history, of growth, that we've earned.
It's a document, of all that we've seen,
And a record, of all, that we've been.
So let us cherish, this leather binder,
And keep it close, with our hearts, foreverinder.
For it holds, the stories, that make us who we are,
And the memories, that shine, like the brightest of stars.
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