THE BOOK
To open it and not be able to put it down,
To love some of the characters,
To hate some too,
To try to guess the end,
And find out that you were right,
To leave the housework,
Just to get another chapter read,
To go to sleep bleary eyed,
Just before finishing a page,
To keep the pages turning,
Savouring every one,
To be absolutely lost in the magic that is,
The Book.
Margaret Fearn
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SUMMER GARDEN
The summer morning dawns,
The rain has blessed the thirsty plants during the night
SHINY STARS
The shiny stars amaze me,
I think they are full of wonder
Woman in the mist
My mind won’t recall the woman in the mist
She floats just beyond my reach
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