Sai Harshitha M, Class 6, Amberwood International School, Nellore
Its pages torn and weather worn Its cover and binding shred But never is it forlorn That special caressed book It held me on like a hook When I first began it, feelings shook So never did I take to maroon That extremely wonderful book A friend I never overturned It felt a piece of me inside Never did it leave me alone That lovely friendly book It held my hand in the dark Let imagination spark Never will I forget my friend That book, stayed with me till the end Forever remains on my shelves Filled with magic, fairies and elves Always there to read again That book, a story that never ends!