Ode to Books

Books
Are wonderful
They’re as calming as a string quartet
And it feels good
To know that no one
Knows what’s happening
Except you
They’re so informative
With so many genres
And so delicate
You think they might break
When you turn the page
They’re so engrossing
You can barely hear
They’re joyful
Even when they’re sad
They’re funny
Even when they’re scary.