Dec 2012
Part 1
It is my favourite place to go,
Even while outside it will snow,
With my favourite book in hand;
I can visit another land.
Places never seen before,
While I sit on my chair reading with the lamp casting shadows on the floor,
Old shabby books on shelves;
Novels, Fiction, Short Stories, and fairytales.
With the fireplace with it's warm-bright glow,
Where will I go next in my favourite book? I never know.
Will you be there with me?
I don't know, we'll have to see.
Sitting alone on my favourite old fashioned chair,
Where will I go next? I know not where.
With my favourite book in hand,
It's very easy to see a far off land!
My favourite books yellowed from time,
Reading some fairytale or Nursery rhyme,
Reading other good books too;
Everything I can read under the sky of blue!
I want to read everything I can,
In my old fashioned chair with a book in hand,
With a few books resting beside my old fashioned chair on a coffee stand;
Seeing some other land.
With my kitten on the braided rug beside the hearth,
And me reading an adventure somewhere else on this earth,
With a cup of tea by my side and a cat beside me;
And while I read my book I sip on my hot tea.*
~Marian~
It is my favourite place to go,
Even while outside it will snow,
With my favourite book in hand;
I can visit another land.
Places never seen before,
While I sit on my chair reading with the lamp casting shadows on the floor,
Old shabby books on shelves;
Novels, Fiction, Short Stories, and fairytales.
With the fireplace with it's warm-bright glow,
Where will I go next in my favourite book? I never know.
Will you be there with me?
I don't know, we'll have to see.
Sitting alone on my favourite old fashioned chair,
Where will I go next? I know not where.
With my favourite book in hand,
It's very easy to see a far off land!
My favourite books yellowed from time,
Reading some fairytale or Nursery rhyme,
Reading other good books too;
Everything I can read under the sky of blue!
I want to read everything I can,
In my old fashioned chair with a book in hand,
With a few books resting beside my old fashioned chair on a coffee stand;
Seeing some other land.
With my kitten on the braided rug beside the hearth,
And me reading an adventure somewhere else on this earth,
With a cup of tea by my side and a cat beside me;
And while I read my book I sip on my hot tea.*
~Marian~
