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        COVERS OF A BOOK
Have you ever considered if the covers of a book
Are able at the pages they hold can take a look
At what they contain and secure so firm and strong,
And wonder if on the outside they want to belong?

Do they have a conscience, knowing right from wrong,
Maybe wish to hide pages from the reading throng,
Even wish to shrink and hide away on the book shelf,
Wishing it contained words so a reader may gain wealth?

Not monitory wealth but good literature worthy to read,
Stories to make them laugh and cry, so create a seed
Of love and compassion, something to enrich the mind,
Only good thoughts and truth within their covers find.

There is a saying, ‘You cannot tell a book by it’s cover’
Sometimes that’s true, but when you see a frantic lover
Sultry draped half naked and lovely lounging on a chair,
I am sure a refined book cover doesn’t want it there.

Paper we know comes from trees mighty and strong,
To corrupt them to me seems awful and so wrong,
White pages of a book should enrich, enlighten and teach,
So we readers a higher realm of good knowledge reach.

I hope the covers as they read what is inside their grip
Can block out all the bad and just at the goodness sip,
I am glad for my free agency that I may always choose
What books to read and so purity of mind never loose.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson September 10, 2003