Escape Into the Pages
After the bustle of a busy day
I curl up with a book to read.
Engrossed in it, I drift away
and of this world, I take no heed.
Tension eases from my being.
Peace and quiet, growing by stages.
Thoughts of work, my mind now fleeing
as I escape into the pages.
The quiet envelops me like a hug,
away now from the noisy day.
Curled up here with book and mug
as all my stresses drift away.
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