The Pull of Books

The spine beckons
Teasing us with so little,
But pulling us
To pull it off the shelf
And explore what’s inside.
We’re drawn page by page,
Exploring new terrain,
Seeking insight and inspiration,
Drawn by the promise of something
Much bigger than the pages in our hand.
The trees that gave their lives
Are grateful for our attention
And hoping that they can
Make our lives much richer and more satisfying
Here’s hoping that your tree
On Christmas morning
Will add some more spines
To nourish your days ahead.