Source: 4allgoodthings
Read a book by the fire.
The pages will shine brighter.
I don’t need to fight the snowdrifts.
I’ll stay inside with the misfits.
The ones who prefer books
that grab you with their hooks.
The fire is getting low
as the strong winds begin to blow.
I snuggle farther beneath the covers
as I read about murders and lovers.
Fill the pages with
words and stories.
Fill our lives with
people and events.
Stories to tell our children.
Words to light our journey.
Life is short and precious.
It is our right to fill in the pages.
Please take a closer look.
Something’s wrong with this book.
The words have come alive,
Breaking free to survive.
They are bursting forth with pride.
Smoke is pouring forth from inside.
Words need to be loved and shared
And not forced alone and scared.
Let the stories escape and play.
They will serve to brighten your day.
Escape the ordinary.
Conquer new frontiers.
Pursue adventures.
Read a book.
You won’t be disappointed.
Fill the pages with
words and stories.
Fill our lives with
people and events.
Stories to tell our children.
Words to light our journey.
Life is short and precious.
It is our right to fill in the pages.
In a quiet spot.
On a soft chair.
In the sun’s spotlight.
I will read a book.
Eyes wide open.
Mind ready to explore.
Sunlight streaming.
I will read a book.
Hands trembling.
Tears falling.
Sun warming my body.
I will read a book.
A candy store of adventure.
Yellow, red, or blue?
Which one is for you?
Write your story.
Add the details.
Don’t forget your characters.
Leave no event untold.
Leave no rock unturned.
Write your book.
Your life story.
Write it in blood.
South Africa’s first-ever Book Hotel, the Royal, in Bethulie
Imagine a place like this.
The perfect hotel of bliss.
Endless books to read.
Nothing else I’d need.
Walls of books everywhere.
All you need is a chair.
Never run out of a book.
Just pick your favorite nook.
Read the day away.
Nothing else to say.
A perfect place for me.
Books as far as you can see.
Covering the tall walls.
Even lining the halls.
Stories for me to read.
Nothing more I would need.
SUSANNE LEIST 