The feeling of getting lost in a book.

Smell the rusted parchment today,
Under the cozy blankets you lay,
There are so many mysteries to unfold,
Before all the little secrets are told,
Dreaming during the heavy thunder,
With Alice you unfold the wonders,
Clutch the book tightly to your chest,
And watch the bird sleep in its nest,
You have the Hogwarts feast to eat,
All those witches you have to greet,
Your day starts with a cup of coffee,
and that’s when you meet Dobby,
Don’t for get to linger through the fields,
Those swords are waiting to be shield
You have the vast world to explore
To build a castle on the seashore,
The three headed dog guards the treasure,
May you have the strength to bore the pressure,
The doors of the library are open for you,
For all those times you feel extremely blue,
These are the perks of loving a book,
Thats the reason why I’d rather read then cook.