Reading A Book P.O.M. February

READING A BOOK

THE SLEEVE INVITES

AND BECKONS IN

THE AUTHORS THANKS

SO FULL OF VIM

THE TALE HE WEAVES

JUST STROKES ALONG

AS IF EACH CHARACTER

WERE A SONG

THEN ALL AT ONCE

IT HOLDS ME FAST

I TURN EACH PAGE

THIS CANNOT LAST

THE HERO’S ME

IT HAS TO BE

IT SETS MY BEING

SO TOTALLY FREE

OH WHAT A MASTER OF HIS CRAFT

IT TWIST AND TURNS

IT’S SUCH A BLAST

BUT SAD AM I

FOR NOW I SEE

I’M COMING TO

THE END OF THEE

I THOUGHT THAT YOU

WOULD BE MY FRIEND

BUT AS I TURN THIS PAGE

IT SAYS THE END

Reading a book is such a very personal thing…