To read a book
Is to be kind
So draw back
The curtains of your mind
Let in the light
And you will see
Stories in a book delight
The world and all are free
With books of fear and pain
Wandering fingers, don't refrain
Wishful hopes of worlds to gain
Wonders of the world to plain
Stories that mesmerize
How did the author devise
Or that humour of the wit
Oh what pleasure as we sit
Now among a Book or books
Please pick me up and
I am the Author of all you see
Come close, learn of Me
12/7/02
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem