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The shelf life of a book

I love the smell of a new book

leather bound, gold leaf, off the shelf, I took

To see the print in my minds eye

Happy laughter, scary or a good cry

 

To settle down for a good read

Turning the pages at record speed

A books can teach you anything

Knowledge you gain only a book can bring

 

If the story is true

The feelings grow within you

as writers we are hard to impress

We notice plots twist we can quickly guess

 

The scariest day I remember well, in my head

Year 2000 a paperless system, BOOKS are dead

I never believed it, not for a second you see

Because books are a part of story telling for you and me

 

Although  ebooks are gaining popularity today

Paper books will never truly go away

I have been a book worm as long as I can remember

The excitement of college reading in September

 

So the next time your children or grandchildren say

“I’m board” ask them if they want an adventurous day

Take them to the library and let them pick a stack

They will be hooked for life no turning back

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Written by
cj-sutherland
65 / F / U.S
Published
Dec 19, 2017
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Notes

I read a Poem on books and it gave me an idea books are wonderful

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