Pages as soft as a butterfly’s wings,
words as sweet as a sugar pie,
it whispers untold secrets,
of lands so far away.

It lets my imagination run free,
journeys me through forests and dungeons with dragons,
maybe one day if I put it down,
my world will return to normal.

It stays with me wherever I go,
always within my hands,
never thought the day would come,
this possession would be once treasured.

Slipping it away into the shelf,
Tt make way for other books,
it used to be my best friend,
now it lost in the shelf forever.