More Haiku
The subject this time is "books":"Read me now,"
the books call to me.
I respond.
Chilling prophecy
or frightening dark sorrow.
Books can change your mood.
Book writer winks.
Reader sees the dawn.
Night's all gone.
Within your pages
I seek to know completely:
why, what, where, when, who.
A box of used books
offers the key to all life
in pages renewed.
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