What's a sentence?
A group of words and thought?
No, silly, it's not.
What's a novel?
A group of sentences and plot?
Not really, it's not.
Then what is this,
With books upon it's shelves?
That is the doorway to the lives of many who dream to no longer sit by themselves.
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 2:37 PM UTC
What's a sentence?
A group of words and thought?
No, silly, it's not.
What's a novel?
A group of sentences and plot?
Not really, it's not.
Then what is this,
With books upon it's shelves?
That is the doorway to the lives of many who dream to no longer sit by themselves.
Written around January, 2017.
Inspired by somebody who lived out her adventures behind book covers and worn-out pages.
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