My shelf of books! I love them so!
They take me where I want to go.
Adventure, deeds of every age,
Lie captured on the printed page;
Through them I hear the swish of seas,
The wind in lofty mountain trees;
Their magic brings before my gaze
Heroes of stirring, ancient days.
Here in my chair, through day or night,
They lend me wings for daring flight.
I love my shelf of books, they are
Pathways to sun...and moon... and star.
