My Dearest Book, I Wrote You A Poem!

My dearest,On a lonely, sunny afternoonA few murmurs, a blurred visionFloated in my mindYou stirredA figment of imagination,An ephemeral dream, I presumedYou smiled, a promising smile that stuckRefusing to go awayYou made me restlessBut brought solace tooGiving me a new horizonYou, my little precious book, encouraged With a million quirky thoughtsEmbracing me and promising, yet againA new, beautiful journey



Imaginary Garden invites us to write a poem, dedicated to our dearest book. As a f...