An Ode To My Books

It was in books I found a home,

Somewhere rich with magic and adventures,

Over the misty hills and to galaxies far, far away,

A home where life calls to me.

It was in books I found a friend,

The most loyal companions,

Those with rage, with sorrow, with joy,

Those who feel as I do.

You are never alone, they say,

As they take my hand, thus we wander far,

And in the end, we see ourselves,

As heroes whose fears have vanished.

It has always been in books,

that I found my heart.

That I found love and hope and courage,

In books, I embrace myself.