You are a book.
I can't read your words,
because you have none.
But you don't need words,
Silence says it all.

Pictures of my childhood,
My sister's birth.
Laughter, tears,
smiles and frowns.
This is my book.

Not fiction, not fact.
No words and no sound.
This is not a book.
This is not my book.
This is my life.