Why do we love to read?

“Some books are so familiar, reading them is like being home again.”

-Louisa May Alcott

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Written words have a magical power to transport us to places and times we could never otherwise go, or can never otherwise go again…

This is a photo of my grandparents’ farm, where I lived as a small child. Generations of us played on these “green and golden” 32 acres, this place imprinting itself on our souls; becoming a part of who we are and the narrative of our lives.

When I was first introduced to Dylan Thomas’ Fern Hill in a high school English class, you will easily understand the chord it struck in me. His words, written so many years before my life began, reverberate with me every time I read his immortal poem.

 

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Books, poems, stories; what written words bring you back to your childhood?

Thank you for reading with me,

Leah šŸ™‚

One thought on “Why do we love to read?

  1. Very nice Leah. Time is always moving, but thankfully our memories allow us to go back and visit and our imagination allows us to go forward and hope.

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