Anonymous British


O For A Book - Poem by Anonymous British

O for a book and a shady nook,
Either indoors or out;
With the green leaves whispering overhead,
Or the street cries all about;
Where I may read all at my ease,
Both of the new and old;
For a jolly good book whereon to look
Is better to me than gold.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 23, 2014



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