Travel Poem by Livi Berglund
Travel
I travel to the sound of fiction;
I follow the creativity liefly.
My home is the binding of a book;
I sleep in the blankets of paper.
I am comforted by the stories of the written;
Rather than my own mother's.
I am fed with life and letters;
And I sip from the cup of ink.
I only wish,
For one to explore with me.
Friday, February 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: writing,books,poetry,reading
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