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for the love of books & poetry

   
I slept with my old books      
curled up with them    
     
the smell of them    
transporting me      
to the days I could get lost in them    
     
I am locked out these days    
they no longer open    
their hidden doors to me    
     
secret places    
where I slipped in    
became the heroine      
in the world of words    
     
Narnia is no more for me    
though I know Aslan      
still takes care of me    
he is kept safe in my memory    
of the place    
     
a safe one    
for a child who lived in a tree    
was always afraid    
while wars waged at home    
     
tucked inside the pages    
I was at peace    
     
I read of children    
escaping to the forest    
who ate wild berries to survive    
drank milk from obliging goats    
     
inside my tree house fortress    
I had run away with them    
in the Secret Garden    
I was shaded from life's pain    
     
I had the key      
one day it was stolen from me    
then a shiny new one replaced it    
     
poetry a place to live & die    
here I am    
& always will remain    
if you want to know me    
I'm hidden safely within the page    
     
     
     
     
     
Copyright © 2017 Crimsin. All Rights Reserved    
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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