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At the Library
by Nikki Grimes
I flip the pages of a book and slip inside,
where crystal seas await and pirates hide.
I find a paradise where birds can talk,
where children fly and trees prefer to walk.
Sometimes I end up on a city street.
I recognize the brownskin girl I meet.
She's skinny, but she’s strong, and brave, and wise.
I smile because I see me in her eyes.

5 comments:
Lovely! Thanks for sharing!
That's a gorgeous picture and poem. Thanks for sharing ;o)
Stephanie- Youre welcome =)
Erica- I agree! And you're quite welcome =)
A beautiful poem.
Have a great weekend.
Medeia- I agree. Thank you! I hope you have a good weekend as well =)
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