Thick, thin. long, short
Books are portals to other worlds
Where people fly and animals talk
You cry, you laugh, and smile
They council you, they teach you
They are always hard to put down
The words flow smoothly like honey
Making a heartfelt nove,
a thrilling horror,
or a light relief
Oh, the crisp smell of a new book
And the dull slap of turning a page
And the tap-tap-tap of my finger in anticipation
Waiting to see what happens next
How sad it is to finish a book,
Like losing a best friend
Missing the brave characters,
the clever villians,
and the unbelievable adventure
The book is closed,
But a sequel awaits!
Looking through a bookstore,
Is the greatest joy in the world
Shelves are lined with books,
Stories of every color
With Harry Potter, or Sherlock Holmes,
With Jane Austen or Cornelia Funke
Maybe with a cup of coffee or hot chocolate
Curled up in an armchair or sofa
Ah, the bliss.
Like eating your favorite food,
And playing you favorite games
But better, oh so much better
Why walk through a half scary haunted house,
When you can explore the Pyramids of Giza,
Or soar on a magic carpet?
Only in books can you do that
For you can do everything in books
So read!
Just pick up a book
For there is a book about everything,
And a book for everyone!
