National poetry month: 6

The Magic of Books

Each story, each book

Is like a dear friend 

With pages upon pages 

Of adventure and discovery 

Of learning and falling a little 

Bit in love

With characters and stories

You'll savor and remember.

Line after line

The images take form

With surprises and mysteries galore.

We watch our new friends

Toil and fall

Powerless to help

But shouting in our heads.

The last page of a

Great book is always

A bit bittersweet 

As goodbyes often here

But you can always return 

To this mystical world

With one little flick

Of a worn cover.