For the Love of Reading

When we are young,

We learn to read and write,

Look at the page,

And watch the words take flight

And in those words

We find the self within

Through highs and lows 

We find where we begin

A magic place

Somewhere we can call home

A nice escape

To places we can roam

For all my time

I've never found a way

To give my thanks

For making my life gay