Bookmark

I am reading a book,

get interrupted, and

need to put it down.

I grab a little piece of paper,

cram it inside,

clap the book shut,

and carry it with me.

Later, I sit down to read again.

Looking at this paper, I think

of all the time I've spent

tatting pretty bookmarks

with tiny size 80 thread,

a straight row of Lily of the Valley flowers,

a gold cross with a picot-ed edge and tassel.

Do I take the time to get up and get one? No.

I just continue reading, and

put the little piece of paper,

that my kids scribbled on,

back inside my book.

By: Paula Dean Nevison