Little Girl Reader

She sat all alone in the big room

dimly lit by only a sunlight stream,

pale golden light silently floating in

Now only a faint memory, half forgotten dream


She had never lifted her head,

never danced in the golden light

Hair messy, a curtain shielding her eyes

She had never looked beyond what was in sight


For the books she read there carried her far away

to strange new friends and enchanted worlds

Sweaty fingers of a seven year old girl

leaving behind corners of pages curled


She rode elephants, she flew amongst clouds,

she leaped and pranced, crouched and soared!

Leaving behind school and lessons, games and toys

No longer even in the big room, a new magic was being explored



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