Pages flutter,
words pass by.
Chapters speak
of souls who try.
Quotes and sayings
fill lost hearts.
Fitting together
part by part.
Novels and diaries,
stories galore.
Help discover
fatal flaws.
Readers dream
of worlds of wonder.
Not one of
meaningless blunder.
So open the page,
of a well read book.
What harm can come,
from a simple look?
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
Poetry// Petrichor // // 🌏 the pleasant smell of earth after rain💧// Est. 2014 ~ 20.. Copyright LittleAussieDreamer (Alannah Mills) 2020
