Thad Wilk Poems
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'' The Magic Of Books ''
With her little hands, she scans each page
and as she looks.
She finds that she is mesmerized by the
magic from these books.
By candlelight she reads each night and as
the candle burns.
She finds delight from the the magic of books
with each page she turns.
For a moment, she's a princess dancing, in
a castle she'd be prancing.
Other times a ballerina, loved by all that came
And seen her.
Yes, she loves these books to me she said.
She keeps them neatly stored next to her bed.
Each night she goes to sleep it seems she
always dreams the...
~~ Then And Now ~~
I always think of, ' then an now '
and the time, that we first met.
In my mind am not surprised to find
that 'loving you', I have had no regret.
Your sparkling eyes how they had me
hypnotized, when I saw you that day
Standing there. All that I knew was that
I needed you '' Only you '' in my life