the horizon looked bleak
even from the start of this period
but she looked at the sky and breathed
and thought of the all places she would go
in this new world where nothing at all is sure
she knew and held to her few and only certainties
and so she went to the shelf and then dusted off a tome
and in her mind she went to places she could only dream of
these books she kept close as she endured life in the new world
for she was now beautifully lost and for once did not feel quite so alone
4/29/20
Bookish Behavior 
Ooo, this makes me happy. No matter where we are we can escape to somewhere else and experience a myriad of things. You have captured perfectly why books are so beloved, and why we make friends by sharing that passion.
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Thanks so much! I think that during this pandemic I’m appreciating books even more than before.
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Lovely poem , sir
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