[ reading in an indoor tent ]

in times perhaps more innocent 
were countless perfect hours spent 
flashlight in hand and book on ground 
reading in an indoor tent 

it neither blocked out light or sound 
the pages read were not renowned 
for being literature at all 
and yet adventure there was found 

one still can see, can clear recall 
the stories large through eyes yet small 
while reading in an indoor tent 
with linen for both roof and wall

Published by

Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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