Books
There are books on my table
And books on the shelves
There books in the cardboard
And everywhere else
My family read all the time
Especially me
I have a friendship with books
They are my companions you see
They are time machines
That travel through the ages
A ship through which I can travel
And learn without wages
They are an open door
To a brand new world
So though the journeys can be sore
I would forsake it for the world
The words become pictures
And dance in my brain
The stories read quickly
Like a torrential rain
And I can fly away
To the mountains high
And like a bird
I can touch the sky
Books bring me to the oceans
They bring to space
And then they return to earth
To where a poor man once laid
They teach me to feel
What others might have felt
For books have a certain magic
To bring me there as well
And so I say
Books are my friends
For when I am lonely
These adventures they send
Copyright © 2011 by May Kwek
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