I VISIT DIFFERENT WORLDS
There is a magic, a certain talent which takes me away,
Allows me too see things and places real or not so real.
In books there lies an escape from this reality when wanted,
Pretending you can be someone of fame or fortune in a moment.
Travel to far off places of beauty seen or can never be seen,
Dream and visit the world from where you sit, different scenes.
I visit different worlds with a pen, written words that change a picture,
It costs me not a penny to be on my way, too journey to impossible places.
Imagination between pen and book gives me many choices of wonder,
I visit different worlds from gifts of a pen, thoughts, and imagination.