Do you know why?

We don’t read that is why

Books just wait

On the shelves of the store

For some little child to come along

To pick it up

And to be read

But if we take it

We just don’t care

We read the first page

And keep it away

We say “later, later I will read it later”

But we don’t read at all

Books become sad

They ask them selves

What have I done wrong?

Why don’t you read me?

Am I too boring?

Am I not fun?’

They wait and they wait

They wait to wrap you in the finest silk

To take you on adventures

To take you to worlds

You have never seen

To show you magic

If you have one at home

Pick it up and read

So it is not alone

and has someone to play