Quietly they take their rest
Friends they are without demand
My need to escape they understand
To foreign lands I travel wide
Words go along for the ride
I read on to journey's end
Each book is my friend
I delve deep into the story line
Events encountered are divine
Entertained I turn each page
Journeys lead me in every stage
Enthused I finally put it down
Reflect upon it without a sound
Writ by an author, it got in print
Enthralled readers, made a mint.
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