I Lost My Nook
By Celeste Conner on October 21, 2013
I lost my Nook.
I searched in every cranny and crook
With intensity building until I shook.
“Why can’t I just read a hard-copy book?!!!”
I misplaced a library! My heart rate quickens.
Now I’ll not know how the plot thickens.
My body aches and sickens—
“Where the dickens is my Dickens?!”
Ava’s Man by Rick Bragg,
The Brothers’ Grimm and a scary old hag,
Fried Green Tomatoes by Fannie Flagg,
Count Olaf is a drag.
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
Olive Ann Burns, Cold Sassy Tree
Jane Austen and the Sisters Bronte
And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie
Like Sherlock Holmes, I did hunt it.
This is no fun! It
Made me yell out loud, “Dadgummit!
Now I’ll never know who dunnit!”
Mad as the Hatter I did grow
On my search for Victor Hugo.
My friends were as lost as Robinson Crusoe.
“Never was a story of more woe.”
Here and there, I did look
For Peter Pan and Captain Hook.
Until a big, deep breath I took
And the pageless search, I forsook.
Piglet, Pooh, and Eeyore
Wilbur’s squeal and Aslan’s roar
Harry Potter and Dumbledore
“Quoth the raven, ‘Nevermore.’”
Little Women and Little Men
Scarlett O’Hara in Gone With the Wind
Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn
I will never see again.
On the porch and in my bed,
So many books I have not read.
I guess I’ll learn to knit instead.
“Here it is,” is what Chuck said.
“Oh, thanks. I was looking for that.”
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