Ode to the author
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I gave myself to a book
fell to to vice of each page
the unknown adventure lay ahead
a whimsy of the authors whim
I read on and felt each word
often as spoken by myself
the phrase and stories echoed
into my dreams and daily thought
a character underwritten
followed each chapter
captivated by such a tale
I followed onwards
what words painted a picture
such as all I saw and felt
a life is what the author gave
upon scribing a soul
to the page
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem