Books
Books take you places
You hope someday to go
They transport you to times
In the future or long, long ago
The words paint the pictures
The author’s canvas is your mind
Surreal images greet you
Where people aren’t always kind
You don’t have to dress up to read one
They’ve a special texture, smell, and feel
Some tales make you laugh
While others make you squeal
© 2009 Jimmie A. Kepler
Originally published in
WORDS..RHYMES..POETRY & PROSE!
