This was the first entry in my mother's Commonplace Book, a little 5 x 7 leather bound 3 ring notebook where she pasted items that interested her. As a young child I would sit for hours and pour through what she had saved.
Her final hand written entry (in the scanned copy) is undated; but it was near the end of her life--perhaps the end of 1999. She died in January 2000. There is no attribution other than her name.
Each day we fill a page
The year a volume makes
These last ten books are very full
of joys
changes
sorrow
growth.
Gently place this year on the shelf--
if there is room.
Close the decade.
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