The Magical Library

I was but seven For me, it looked like heaven Books and books everywhere I could only stand and stare See, it is the library, said mom It is here, known as the books' kingdom You can choose a book, we shall read it together Then we shall take another one when we will be over I was overjoyed, especially when we visited it the second time Why, I was sure, "Book Lover" was my other name But hey, mom left me to read For she had things to buy, things like rice and bread I sat at a table, looking as cute as any seven year old I sat with a book of cartoons, feeling oh so bold When, hey, the room started to be sprinkled with stars And appeared in a corner, a silvery door, which was kept ajar I watched, mesmerized And saw her coming, the princess of books For scaring me, she apologized And, with a swipe of her hand, gave me her looks She was most beautiful As beautiful as a fairy, so graceful I happened to glance in a mirror And saw that I shone with the same splendor She took me through that door and I spent moments of magic I talked to characters having been brought to life I dived into books, played with witches' sticks Why, of the magic of books, I did get some proof I even had pictures taken with my heroes Pictures which they would keep safe in their drawers They even promised to come and visit me When night fell, when the world's eyelids, with sleep, will turn heavy Wow! It was so wonderful I returned later to find my mom looking so tearful She thought she had lost me She knew not of my magical world, of my magic city! Now, each time I do visit the library I go pay a visit to the beautiful fairy I do still play with all my magical friends Yes, even as an adult, I do still dance with them while holding their hands 6th August 2015