A lazy afternoon, sitting in the shade outside
A selection of books incorporating a range of themes wide
Spread before me, I leaf through the pages, trying to make up my mind
Which one to read- which one has words powerful enough to spellbind
My fickle attention, that invariably towards my device drifts
The book that can restore the precious gift
Of my undivided attention, I am trying to select
The book that might my passion for reading resurrect..
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I absorb the warmth of the sun, the sights and sounds around me
And open one of the books, excited to be free
To read for pleasure on a perfect afternoon
I know I must start now, or this hour would pass soon
Without my attention ever being harnessed
I am a reader with a choice of books, I am truly blessed…
Passion...unbridled 