The Boy Who Lived
My eyes dance over these words
And with my heart open, I dive
Into the pages, entering their world
Over there, a little boy arrives
Upon a flying motorcycle to
#4 Privet Drive,
Changing his life,
(And unknowingly to me,
my life),
Forever
I am immersed in his story and
Like Tom Marvolo Riddle's diary
I follow in awe,
Unseen but somehow,
I am home,
I am a wizard,
Incapable of magic, yet these words
With the flick of a wand
Pull me into their story
I laugh with these characters
They bring an unexplainable joy
A light into my life
Lumos Maxima
As the pages come
To an end, I sigh
And smile, as these characters
Wave goodbye to me, awaiting
My return and the world
Is a little bit
Brighter
Knox