Poem: Shadow Book

(Written for my mom.  How did you find the time to read?)

Shadow Book

It calls to me.
At lunch, I hear it.
It whispers “read?”
I dare not answer back.
So much to do, so little time.
It wants me to come back.
I cannot listen yet.
The kids scream; the dog barks.
It still calls to me.
I lay the kids to bed.
Night allows for some quiet.
It opens to the last page read.
I read until morning breaks.
My duties begin again.
It cries as I leave it alone.
I never sleep,
But luckily, my children do.

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