*Storybooks*

And for every story on the shelf
There is another
Of how and why and when
She came across it
Reading as a child with her mother
Or when, ill of health
She came
For comfort
Some dulling from the pain
Of the real
The too close to home
The same fantasy tales
To enthral and delight
And the other
That her father left behind
She used to take to bed with her each night.

*Storybooks*

amiliffe

Joined February 2008

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