A word on a line joined with many and more, a story to tell from behind a closed door. A line on a page and a paragraph to make, from a thoughtful sage to the ones who forsake. A page in a book telling tales short and tall, just have a quick look, hear the whispering call. A book on a shelf, many dusty old tomes, a wealth of words from across quiet rooms. A history in words, telling sad tales of pain; of battles and bloodshed and tears shed in vain. Tyrants and demons live within the short lines, telling tales of tomorrow and the end of our times. Words of science; of nature and light; of suns, stars and comets so bright. Pages of magic; of mystery and prose; of light and laughter and faces aglow. A library of life in unending rhymes, of joyous love and wonderful times. A letter, a word, a line or a page, thoughts laid down across eons of age. * Written by Darren Scanlon, April 2014. Revised 24th September 2015. © 2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.