Grew up on books, by books, in books —
Made friends, went places,
Had adventures, learned things —
And it was as real as anything is,
For I really
Felt it.
Went off on books, through books, under books —
Thought for myself (with a little help) —
Grew up, grew hard,
Grew fast, grew fat —
And it was as a strange as anything can be,
For I was estranged.
Came back to books, through books, on books —
For home is not only where the heart is,
It’s where your words are.
Having grown up in 3 countries I always found solace books. This is beautiful!