I devour the words

as they pass by my eyes

my hunger never appeased,

my hunger never dies.

With one book down

and so many to go

I am starving for knowledge

of what I don’t already know.

Feast and never famine

is the way it should be

with a book always in hand

the soul can forever be free.

© Autumn Siders 2016

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