Bookworm Beauties

A sweet tribute to the ladies who get lost in the pages, immersed in their imaginations... by Sam Hendrian

I’d like to raise a toast to all those bookworm beauties,

Girls with glasses sitting on a park bench

Telling themselves they’ll just read one more page

Which then turns into three more chapters.

They make it look so easy

To get lost in another world,

To step into someone else’s shoes

And stay there for a while.

Thinking thinking thinking

Sinking sinking sinking

Down below the shoreline

Where whale songs serenade the starfish.

In a constant state of dreaming,

In a constant state of doing,

Taking in then taking out

What doesn’t fit their vision.

I’d go up and say hello

But I don’t want to interrupt them

So I take out a page of my own

And write this poem about them.