you weren't even looking for it yet you found the right book liking it more than you expected now you read like you owe it
for the lost time, maybe questioning the timing craving for more, you indulge answering its questions
getting to know yourself more you never thought, how can a book connect, and show your reflection
in many ways you couldn't imagine of all the books you could choose your favorite book owes it to you for giving it an interest, a chance
for the attention almost undivided an ordinary book waiting to touch even just for a single life
you flipped it open patiently waited carefully thought of it and appreciated it
this book served its purpose you could go back at it from time to time it will beΒ Β right there lying around you won't even need to look for it
you know where it is, the pilot book, that made you read more you would have discover a lot of books then realize how unique and equally beautiful they are.