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Through a Reader's Eyes


The breeze flutters the inked pages softly,

A reader’s gaze follows every a word.  

Nose stuck in a book, in hand a coffee,

Far off places and new worlds most unheard.

 

Characters, beloved old and the new,

A reader’s thoughts swim round and round one’s head.

Page by page on a journey it takes you,

Not getting any sleep to read instead.

 

Firm hardcover or weary paperback,

A reader’s emotions, shown by a gasp,

Fantasy novels with knights on horseback

Characters dying with just one last rasp.

 

Turn one last page, alas you’ve met the end

Closed the book and placed it by the bookend.

 
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Kayla013

17-year-old writer, that loves her horses and has a fierce love of creative writing.

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