Thursday, November 3, 2011

Dear Library

Oh, Library. 
     How I love your quiet cocoon.  

No shouting.  
     No potty jokes. 
          No fights over Legos or whether or not chili is soup.  

Tell me a story. 
     Make me a believer of peace
          and harmony
               and adequate sleep.

Speak not of schmeckles. 
     Say nothing of wedgies.
          And I, in turn, will be your silent companion.

Please do not close.
     I would like to live here. 

What's that you say?
     I love you too.

- 2 November 2011



2 comments:

  1. I really wish you would stop using the term 'schmeckles'. I may have to change my name! : )

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    1. Sorry, A. No offense intended. I probably won't stop but I promise to feel appropriately guilty. :)

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