That Green Book

Rasaghna Gaini
Tiny hands running through the pages so glossy and shiny.
Wondering about the secrets that the book held to whisper in her ear.
The world that waited for her to enter, Grabbing it with all her strength she could not wait for the surprises that the book could render.
Her inquisitive hazel eyes loved that green book at mere one sight, Holding it in her arms tucked under her blanket she read it every night.
The times everyone wanted her to fit in with other kids and have fun, It was the only thing she loved under the sun.
She dreamed for that one thing to hug her back, Lying in her reading nook.
That Green Book.

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