Life's Treasure: An Ode to Books
This is a poem in honor of books,
Those bound volumes of magic.
Pages of knowledge and imagination
Without which, this existence would be tragic.
I’ve spent my life escaping to them,
The beautiful words on pages,
Books have carried me comfortably through
All of life’s little stages.
As a child I eagerly devoured
Every single fairy tale
Listening with wonder as Dad read of the Shire
Praying that Bilbo would not fail.
I fell hard for the love of my life
The worlds that books can hold
The things I have learned between covers
Is more valuable than gold.
Feeling like Matilda,
I consumed as much as I could
I would even read books
That I never understood.
Reading about the wonders of nature
And letting myself get lost in space
I have traveled back in time
And tried to understand the human race
I traveled to Mordor with Frodo,
Wept with Jo when Beth died,
I hid under the covers after discovering the King,
And while Scarlett O’Hara struggled, I cried.
I have twice searched for The Dark Tower,
And countless times, taken The Stand,
Walked Into the Wild with Chris McCandless,
Let each story unfold in my hands.
I’ll never forget everything that I’ve read,
And I’ll never stop reaching for more,
Because if there is one thing I know,
Reading will never be a bore.
Books are beautiful treasures
That can never be replaced,
To live a life without reading,
Is most certainly a waste!