Today’s Tea Tidbit:
I am sort of a tea addict. I structure my day by cups of tea. — S. T. Joshi
A Real Book
by Kelly F. Barr
Ah, the feel of a real book —
The smooth eye-catching cover,
The crisp or brittle pages.
The smell of new paper and fresh ink
Or yellowed paper scented with age
And maybe a bit of mustiness.
These are my treasures —
Each one taking me on a grand adventure
Or teaching me something new
Or introducing me to a new person or place;
They allow me to travel anytime, anywhere
To times past, present, or future;
To places near, far, or simply imagined.
The characters becoming friends —
My desire that the story never end.
My favorite most comfortable place
Is in a room surrounded by shelves of books;
A cozy place filled with stories I’ve read
Or have yet to explore.
No matter my age or social status,
As long as I have my real books
I’ll feel like a queen in her palace.
One thought on “Tea and Poetry Tuesday”
Wonderful poem! I, too, find my favorite place in one surrounded by books. Though I use my Kindle a lot, nothing beats a real, hold-in-my-hands, feel-the-pages book.
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