Reading is a solitary pleasure,
And a joy beyond all measure.
A book’s a friend to whom I say
(At least once or twice each day)
“Once I page through all your pages
Your wit and wisdom beats all sages.
I am happy when I am reading,
With all the wonderful words I am seeding
My head with
And forsooth, a book is not just paper
But laughter, tears, truth, and mind-shaper.
The reality of paper and ink–
It makes us think.
When we hold a book, it starts to kindle
Much more interest and than a battery-driven Kindle–
The weight of a book in hand
Can set our feet deep upon the sand
Of many oceans across the world,
To new countries with flags unfurled
Over millions of people we wouldn’t meet
Unless we put our noses inside a book tout suite!
So put down your device and pick up a book–
You won’t be sorry, but you might get hooked
On how a real book is an adventure of soul and mind,
A comfort and a pleasure to the heart, you’ll find–
A friend, companion, adventure and portal
To all things wonderful, amazing and immortal.