A poem about reading…

Reading is one of the oldest forms of escapism.

This probably explains one of the reasons why I love it so.

It’s not just a past time or a hobby but a lifestyle.

It’s looking at shelf upon shelf in libraries, book and charity shops

and curiously peeking at those books belonging to a friend or loved one.

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Your selection or choice of books helps to define who you are and what you know

They help shape you as you grow.

They are your friends when your alone.

Your guidance when you are lost and your teachers when you want to learn.

Written by me:

20th February 2014

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