Why does it happen?
Where does the time go?
I only picked up the book,
Picked it up to finish a chapter
But I became hooked once more,
Pulled into the words on the page.
The time just flew by
As the story pulled me in once more,
I just had to read some more.
I looked at the clock
And I was late,
Late in getting up from my normal hour.
It is the power that some words have,
Have over me,
And if I had stayed in bed any longer
These words would not be here,
Be here on this page
For you all to read.