Pages

These tomes transport our minds into a place
Removed from living’s ordinary pace.
Both poetry and prose, they make us cry;
With words impressions find their wings to fly.

The varied themes in words do tantalize -
Between the lines with passion exercise;
They speak to all the struggles that you know
Within a realm that only you can go.

Within the gilded pages of a book -
As visions with the open eyes to look
Upon the paper where the words were made;
They fill our hearts with all our dreams displayed.

These pages as they are - they are a gift
Which we into our fantasies do drift.