My World

A poem by Molly B.

I look around

Finally finding my friend. My portal

Letting myself get pulled in

Seeing worlds far and wide

Magical lands and terrible beasts

Wizards and prophecies

I leaf through the pages

My hands craving the feel of paper, almost racing to the end

I need the ending

As a child needs its mother

I open other portals to

A British man too smart for his own good,

The power of the Mocking jay,

A boy with a lightning scar,

The son of a sea god,

And so much more

I find my world

They may look like just books,

But they’re portals to amazing places