To you, it's just a door stopper
To me, it's pure delight
They call to me like Arthur's Excalibur
Making my eyes glistening bright
Hundreds of thin pages planting pictures in my mind
Escaping reality, I travel to another time
The waters are clear and bluebirds soar with their wings
Medieval town people shout laughter and sing
Some stories written go untold
Treasures like these I tenderly hold
Pouring pleasure from thought to pen
Entrancing my every sense
My days evolve around them
Making my world pretense
By: Brittany Benko
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