Flying Books 

Long ago stories

Were told of
These rectangular
Objects
They once called
Books

I had heard tales
Some would say
These objects
Could take one away
To far off places
And times unknown

Brisking the reader
To fly away
While reading
The words set inside
This tiny rectangular
Object called a book
Fly away books, fly us away
Take us away
To enrich our minds
In distant stories

 By Pauline Harris
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