I signed up for the speech festival a few days ago. When i signed up there were three poems i had to choose from: The Yo Yo Man (which was real stupid), The Whistler (which was nice and Books (i got that). I haven't started practicing yet but i wish i would get in to the top three. this is my poem:
Books
What worlds of wonder are our books!
As one opens them and looks,
new ideas and people rise
in our fancies and our eyes.
The room we sit in melts away,
And we find ourselves at play
with someone who, before the end,
may become our chosen friend.
Or we sail along the page
to some other land or age.
Here's our body in the chair,
but our minds are over there.
Each book is a magic box
which with a touch a child unlocks.
In between their cvers
books hold all things for their lovers.
Eleonor Farjeon
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