My Books
Do you see what I see-
The words on a page?
My books make me feel better
After a long day.
I enter my room,
And sit in my nook,
And I turn, and I turn
The pages of my book.
Is it Harry Potter I read?
Or, is it White Fang, come and see.
Books are not just words, you know.
They are tales that our minds transform
Into shows.
Now that you know how I love to read,
I don’t mind saying “Excuse me.”
I happen to have three books in my room
That require my attention very soon.
This poem is about:
Me