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I Love . . .
to snuggle in my bed, no one around,
the purring of my cat the only sound.
And whether near a window streaming light
or with a lamp nearby me late at night,
I hold within my hands all boredom’s cure,
for I’m embarking on a magic tour.
I might be visiting a queen and king
while on my way to find a hidden ring.
Dark knights attack. Before the tale is done,
I am a hairy hobbit on the run!
Fear, though, is addicting. Oh, heart be still!
I’m chased through pages of a book. The thrill!
So many kinds of places I can go.
So many kinds of characters to know.
To ancient times on any given day
I might end up and then be swept away. . .
a slave girl who is yearning for the chance
to be set free and even find romance!
At other times, I’m in a mystery
or in a crazy person’s mind I’ll be!
When lost in a good plot, I just can’t wait
to finish up and know my hero’s fate.
To live another life I only need
to open up a book and start to read!
Written Feb. 20, 2017
Now used for Maureen McGreavy's What I Love Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2017
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