It’s great to escape from the world above

It’s being with the fish down below that I love

Or up in the sky in a hot air balloon

Soaring through the clouds like a dove

Anywhere but in my cramped little room

When I open a book, my mind can zoom.

With this book I travel deep below the waves

Where the shark attacks but the dolphin saves,

But, still, down below them both we go

Where it gets dark, but light, no fish craves

These fish may seem scary, but that isn’t so.

They even help me to read with their friendly glow.

I find that the scary fish are the nicest of all

It’s to avoid being hurt that they put up a wall.

At least that is what the books on my floor say.

I know they are lonely, so I tell them I’ll call

But I hear my mom calling, so I know I can’t stay.

I wonder where the next book will take me away?