Book Lovers

So what if it’s true

I sleep with my books

There’s no need for you

To give me strange looks

It’s just when I’m weary

From every day strain

I want my books near me

To massage my brain

It’s a way to unwind

And let my thoughts go

It’s relaxing I find

To let the words flow

Is that so insane?

 

So what if I keep

The dictionary next

To me when I sleep

So I don’t get vexed

It’s just when I’m dreaming

And wake up with words

Like bright ribbons streaming

And songs of the birds

It’s best that I check them

To see if they fit

Rather than wreck them

Before they are writ

Is that so absurd?

 

So what if the sheets

I have on my bed

Are blank paper sheaves

To lay down my head

It’s just when I wake up

With some swirling rhyme

Like leaves left to rake up

From star scattered time

It’s better to scribble

The words on a page

And capture its riddle

Before the spark fades

Is that such a crime?

 

Copyright 2008

 

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