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superstitious It is sacred</p><p id="29c1">These books that shape our lives, join our lives Wait for us with patience</p><p id="96f8">These cherished books in stacks By the bed</p><p id="d693"><b><i>Jenny Justice </i></b><i>is a <a href="https://link.medium.com/54FKW36WPX">mom</a>, <a href="https://link.medium.com/qepG742WPX">Sociology</a> instructor, and writer. You can follow her on <a href="https://medium.com/@jennyjustice">Medium</a> and at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/jennyjusticewriter/">Jenny Justice, Writer</a>. She has been recognized as a Top Writer on Medium in Poetry, Parenting, Reading, Education, Racism, and Climate Change, so far.</i></p><div id="06c4" class="link-block"> <a href="https://link.medium.com/Lzgd8KeYdY"> <div> <div> <h2>Persona: Emily Dickinson</h2> <div><h3>The word persona means mask</h3></div> <div><p>link.medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*ErnBgXj3_XT1H8fx)"></div> </div> </div> </a>

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The Books by My Bed: A Bibliophile Poem

a poem about something many of us could not live without

It’s almost superstitious It’s almost sacred

The book pile next to my bed Is necessary

For sleep, for dreams For comfort, for protection

It’s balanced, both physically And in terms of subject matter

Two poetry books, three books about climate change One work of fiction, two books about Buddhism, the Bible

And then, whatever book I happen to be reading at the time Joins the pile at night for company

It grows and grows Time flies and passes

We know, I know, bibliophiles have always known There is never enough time for the to-be-read pile

It is superstitious It is sacred

These books that shape our lives, join our lives Wait for us with patience

These cherished books in stacks By the bed

Jenny Justice is a mom, Sociology instructor, and writer. You can follow her on Medium and at Jenny Justice, Writer. She has been recognized as a Top Writer on Medium in Poetry, Parenting, Reading, Education, Racism, and Climate Change, so far.