Those teenage years

It’s difficult I know to see

When you’re only turning three

That life though difficult at times

Is not just filled by nursery rhymes.

Then as time goes quickly by

Sometimes laughter sometimes sigh

Growing through those teenage years

Full of self doubt and self fears.

But as I reach my senior years

I wonder at those early fears

For all those worries now have passed

And I can be at peace at last.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )

For the love of books

For the love of books :

The moment I opened up the page

I entered the mind of a sage

Dipped into another world

As hidden pages silently unfurled.

Edges worn from strangers touch

About myself I learned so much

A library where people sit

Full of horror, romance, wit.

That special scent of leather bound

Through letters mysteries are found.

Dust it glitters like sparkling stars

Unlock my mind’s dark

prison bars.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )