The woman who is reading, with eyes filled with wonder, Lost in worlds of fiction, where dragons dare to wander. In her hands, she holds magic, in pages worn and old, Stories of love and triumph, of heroes brave and bold. The woman who is reading, her heart beating fast, As she turns each page eagerly, not wanting time to pass. She's traveled far and wide, on adventures in her mind, Imagining herself in the stories she's confined. The woman who is reading, a world all her own, Finding...