Biblioteca (parte 1)

This book opens itself beautifully.
This book holds all my secrets.
This book flows like a beautiful dress.
This book cries out in pain.
This book smiles brightly to make people happy.
This book is like a Celtic knot.
This book lies in your heart.
Once this book was the most important thing in your possession.
This book shines brightly like the sun.
This book wails.
This book has feelings.
This book understands you, but doesn’t understand you at all.
This book is beautiful.
This book doesn’t believe in itself.
This book is like the spider in Charlotte’s Web.
This book is ugly.
This book is gorgeous.
This book is amazing.
This book is disgusting.
This book is distant.
This book is warm.
This book is PERFECT.

This book is the past.
This book never ends.
This book takes place on a ray of sunshine.
This book twists around like a candy cane.
This book is like a tomb that holds all your secrets.

This book defines food.
This book doesn’t help me work.
This book is scary.
This book is taking up time.
This book makes me hungry.
This book helps my friends.
This book looks real.
This book smells like coffee.
This book is yummy.
This book is like a cooking pan.
This book is done.
This book makes people hungry.

This book is calling my name
This book found me
No one else can read it
but me

This book knocks me out
This book can fly
This book dives down
the water when no one
looks at him

This book can’t run but
can read

This book makes me sneeze with all its dust
This book has been held by heroes
This book makes memories
This book tells the future

This book shows what is to come.
This book was my 5th-grade novel.
This book reminds me of my fish.
This book is what saved soldiers in the Civil War.
This book is a gift that was given to me.
This book saved lives but renewed mine.
This book is my old math book.
This book is and always has been my favorite book.