From the moment
I could hear my grandfathers voice
Telling me legends and fables from his religion
To the time
My dad would
Make up tales
Of a pair of brothers
Just to get me to sit still
When my parents in a rare moment,
didn’t have
A book readily available
From the moment I was able
To hold a novel and breeze thought
Fluently with ease
After my parent’s ardorous task
Of getting me to practice
The days when my
Mind spent less time in the real
World and more time captivated
By those experiencing what I had not
But now, though their words, had
To today
Where my almost every
Free waking moment is spent
Either absorbing words
Of some romantic
Or fantastical story
Or,
Writing.
...
So basically...
Books
Stories
Novels
Words
...
This poem conveys it all
I don’t even have to say
What an integral part
Of me
They
Are
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 11:21 PM UTC
From the moment
I could hear my grandfathers voice
Telling me legends and fables from his religion
To the time
My dad would
Make up tales
Of a pair of brothers
Just to get me to sit still
When my parents in a rare moment,
didn’t have
A book readily available
From the moment I was able
To hold a novel and breeze thought
Fluently with ease
After my parent’s ardorous task
Of getting me to practice
The days when my
Mind spent less time in the real
World and more time captivated
By those experiencing what I had not
But now, though their words, had
To today
Where my almost every
Free waking moment is spent
Either absorbing words
Of some romantic
Or fantastical story
Or,
Writing.
...
So basically...
Books
Stories
Novels
Words
...
This poem conveys it all
I don’t even have to say
What an integral part
Of me
They
Are
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