Oh how splendid would it be
Just imagine a season of books!
Yes, books…
Blooming like flowers on roadside
Or a meadow full of them
Falling from trees like autumn leaves
Or dew on a wintery morning.
Books…
Of all kinds too
And genres! Can’t forget those
Maybe they will come flying
Like butterflies or
Soar like birds
And we’ll have to run to catch them
Or they would drift away…
Quite a thought I say!
And we, yes the readers
will get some exercise too this way.
I love the whimsical nature of this poem. I feel like it could be in a children’s magazine, or used by teachers in a reading comprehension study. It is just so lovely.