Here is a poem I wrote about my favourite past time reading.
What a pleasure to read a book
by an open fire, in a cosy nook
to be transported to pastures new
with a comfy chair and a good strong brew
to meet the characters, learn their fates
family feuds and moral debates
relationships covered from beginning to end
battles won and friendships extend
family sagas, rich or poor
humble dwellings or pure grandeur
turning pages, chapters read
wondering what twists lie ahead
guess the killer, spot the fake
laugh out loud or real heartache
make the characters into friends
catch the thief and make amends
forget your woes and clear your mind
immerse yourself and leave behind
all those worries that made you frown
it will ease the stress and calm you down
so pick up a trowel and plant the seed
watch how we grow, when we read
expanding minds, new worlds explored
calmness comes and peace restored
and when the pages come to an end
we must review and recommend
keep the reading fire alight
there are stories to tell and books to write
so come up close and take a look
at the simple pleasure of a book.
by Kate Hanford
Awesome poetry! I loved that)) I’m keen on reading too!
Thank you, I love your blog, will be back later to read more. Really appreciate the follow.