I’ve been a reader ever since I can
remember
Always walking with a book in my hand
Unless of course it was a magazine
Head down but alert to my surroundings
There’s something about the printed
form
That draws me in and seals me off from
the world
The smell of a bookstore or a library
When you first go in the door
I can and have spent hours looking
through the racks
What can I say my preferred vice has a
hold on me
Now of course it’s all available
electronically
Access to hundreds of books on a thin
little tablet
Ready to use at a moment’s notice
Never a fear about finding something
interesting
But also never the thrill of waiting
for something to arrive
The truth is that I am a slave to
technology
In my family boys do love their toys so
What’s a youngish old guy to do
Move forward with the future or stay in
the past
I’ll keep both forms and use them as
needed
But if I have to make a choice………..you
know where I stand
Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.
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