Books

My book is long and rigid with black words The mysteries and fantasies take me Where everything is blue with chirping birds And a door opens with a long bright key The life in the story fills up my thoughts Characters adventures are always hard But in the end they get through the wrought But until the climactic battle par The story builds with anguish and suspend Where everything that goes right could go wrong And everything wrong goes alright again Where the beautiful clear white song plays long The end is near, and hardships are over It is done, I found my missing cover