#BookLove – Intentionally Bad Poetry

Thou loves reading

Such as a seedling

Loves to grow

Bitten by a crow


Thou’s love pours through the pages

As demons crawl through cages

As they build a story

We are lifted with glory


Pages turned and books burned

Readers chained while authors are famed

Words scribbled 

Feels like being nibbled


Lifted spirits, transported to a new world

Never distracted by the cold

Of a snowy day

As peaceful as the still bay