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. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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