A Pure Love of Books

You have taken me to many places; Exotic lands I never would have dreamed. The places where the master still traces; Places where people danced and castles gleamed. Heroes wept when their families had died; Villains triumphed until their plans were foiled. Every time the story ended I cried— I hated when the ending was spoiled. The real world will not be enough for me; Magic and fantasy always prevail. A more interesting world is what I see; In these stories, the heroes never fail. However, many say your life is gone— I say the story will always go on.