I glanced at the book, leather
bound and worn,
White pages before me,
characters reborn.
Elizabeth, sharp and smart.
Her words cut like a sword.
Darcy, honest and proud,
Looks down, never bored.
Jane, gentle as a feather,
Charles, wealthy and kind.
Mr. Bennet, sarcastic,
Marriage always on his mind.
Lydia, gossiping and wild,
Marries a Wickman man.
Charlotte, seeking comfort,
Changes her life plan.
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I've never read the book or seen any of the movies but you do a wonderful job telling the story and make it compelling. Excellent job.