Book

I am a book,

A storybook

I am purple & green,

With a mixture of yellow

Bedtime stories,

As they call me

As I put every child,

To sleep

I am kept,

On a very special shelf

At the top,

And at the end

I become really hurt,

When they tear me apart

I turn really sad,

When they start writing on me

I have a little knowledge,

And I have a little fun

I have all joys,

And I have all sorrows

I have all that a reader would want

And that’s what I tell everyone