Books

Hello! Another poem for you!

Books –

Run your hand along my cover

Who’s story do I tell?

A hero lost, a tragic lover?

What lies inside my shell?

 

A nation ruined, a winter sharp?

A cold deceitful past?

A lonely song played by a harp?

A death that’s come at last?

 

No one knows what tale I hold

Dust my cover and you’ll see

That the best way to be brave and bold

Is decide to open me

How did you like it?

Please comment! 😉

~Sprinklesquink~

 

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