There, In the Middle of the Small French Cafe

There, in the middle of the small French cafe,

I am now overlooking China’s Great Wall,

All in just one turn of a page.

Whether at night, or during the day,

I have the power to try new things, to travel

There, in the middle of the small French cafe.

My fingers covered with paper cuts (all fixed with a band-aid)

I can visit India and be home by nightfall.

All in just one turn of a page.

I’ve ridden on broomsticks, fought a dragon in a cage,

Tried to kill a whale with a man for survival,

There, in the middle of the small French cafe.

Never fearful, never afraid

Oh! the many things I can do with words and my eyeball,

All in just one turn of a page.

Books give me adventures, all the while being safe,

Because of them I am allowed to do what I love, that is, to travel

There, in the middle of the small French cafe

All in just one turn of a page.