When You Hold A Book

Most only see the surface; a stack of printed pages, sandwiched between thick paper or some form of hard binding. When I hold a book, I see that too- But that's not the only thing.

I see years of hard work;

A lifetime of dreams.

When one holds a book,

It's more than it seems.

Adventure, romance,

A mystery or two.

Perhaps a life that is vibrant,

Or one bleak and blue.

A writer's imagination

Is spilled out on those pages

Hours of revision,

And writer's block rages.

When one holds a book

It's so much more

Than words printed on pages

And sold in a store.

"When You Hold A Book" (C) Sarah Iddings 2013