Stacks and stacks of fantastic books
Are laying everywhere you look
I simply cannot get enough
Choosing which one to read is tough
Books take me by the hand
Transport me to a magical land
It’s all in the book in joy and in rage
I cannot stop reading
I must turn the page
All types of books pour out of my room
They spill all over the house and they make my mind bloom
Bloom with thoughts and ideas
With emotion and feeling
Sometimes the books send me reeling
But no matter what
No ands, ifs, or buts,
As soon as I have time and I’m prepared
I cannot wait to touch the pages
To be taken to a place
Where there’s a look of awe upon my face
