I gave up on chess lessons
With little brother Ben
Maybe five years old
Is too young
To learn chess.
Now Mama want to show me
Something really very old
Maybe it'll be better
Than teaching
The game of chess.
Mama hands me a huge book
With a real leather cover
Its lettering is silver
I can't read
The words it has.
This book has been in the family
For many long years
Mama says,
It says "Sandstorm."
Your great great grandfather
Wrote this great book
Because he
Loved to travel.
The words are very big
The handwriting is hard
But I'm sure
You'll like it.
YOU ARE READING
See This World
RandomMy name is Edyn I am seven years old. And today I saw something No one else could see Not because they weren't looking But because they Aren't me.
