Turning book pages
taking a journey,
a mystical
adventure

Reading. Books. Even if the two are generally frowned
upon in our day and age, they shouldn’t be. Books are
the things that raised our nation. John Adams, Thomas
Jefferson, John Hancock, and countless others used books, or

How could reading be an option?
It definitely could not.
I think of all the books I've read
that will not easily be forgot.

Books
everywhere,
open one
and hear the sounds of
a market in Cairo.
Open one
and smell the crisp air
of the mountains.
Open one
and see the torrential rain in London.
Open one
and feel the passion of two lovers.

Pencil joins with paper.
At once, a
pattern of words
begins to flow
and spread
about the page
stories of another world
of creatures
unknown to man
of sports played
on the moon alone
fairytales,
fiction,
novels,

Crack the spine loudly.
Savor the pages fragrance
Consume the content.

Turn the pages slowly.
Continue reading aloud.
Voice calls me away.

Return to the book.
Curling up to read again
The page comes to life.

I could spend an eternity upstairs reading.
Under the covers reading, hiding like a bear for winter.
Skimming the pages all day.
In the world of Anne.
Flip, Flip, Flip, Go the pages.
Her always saying Anne spelled with an “e”.