My Dream Book

Page by page, I flip through my precious book,
The smell of the sweet fresh air,
With the colour of the emerald eye,
I would always enjoy myself.
Happy and sad, and heartbreaking too,
Nothing more than my special book,
The stories will never end.
The stories always go up and down.
With magical tales and fabulous creatures.
And there are also castles and towers.
With friendship and love flowing around,
And adventures,
There is peace.
But there is danger,
Things that you need to watch out for.
There is always sadness and angriness,
But it always has happy and exciting moments,
So that is my dream book,
That is how it goes.