Answer:
That thing in his hands:
A poem.
He sits there
Giving no attention to what’s around
Fixated on the thing in his hands.
His bright blue eyes sparkle,
Telling of adventures and
Wonders unseen,
As he stares at that thing in his hands.
Holding it tightly,
As if it was
The rarest, most precious
Of jewels in the world,
He slowly turns the page
As a soft smile creeps
Onto that handsome young face
That could win any girl.
He sits there
Mesmerized by
Words inked onto a dead tree.
The happiest man alive,
That thing in his hands
Has caused him to be.
He trips through doors
With that thing in his hands,
And I suddenly wished I could too,
As I turned to look
At that thing in his hands,
That wonderful thing
Called a book.
-Kaltain
Explanation:
I think this has a metaphor, not really sure tho lol
Is "As if it was the rarest most precious of jewels in the world " a metaphor? Feel free to change it up if you wish. Ya know, if you use it
