NaPoWriMo–Day 15--write a poem that addresses itself or some aspect of its self
I enjoyed this challenge of writing my first Metaphor poem, for I liked the memory it brought.
The poem is actually about me. When I was a little girl. I used to sit in a big comfy chair (actually mine was red at that time, but later in life I did actually have a big pink wing-backed chair.)
I would sit for hours in the living room and read, and dream of faraway places, and imagine I was on a flying carpet! Books really can take you places! :) Fun memory!