Down on my bed, I lay.
Tired after a long day.
On my left, there are my books,
along with this magical book nook.
On my right, there is my current read
along with the bookmarks I keep.
How I wish I could tell time to make a pause,
so I can just read the whole day and travel words across.
YOU ARE READING
Bookworm's Heart (#3 HL:A)
PoetryMy thoughts, books, and the magic they bring. Started: July 20, 2024 Finished: September 30, 2024 #3 poetrycollection #6 prose
