Grand Papa's Library - For Contest
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It is many years since I visited you and Grand mama
The second I walked through the library door
Memories of my childhood came flooding back to me
I remember climbing up on the polished library steps
You stood behind me to make sure I didn’t fall
One day I wobbled on the top step and you held my hand
I loved seeing the jewel coloured leather bindings
With the delicate tooling etched with gold
You would tell me the names of all your favourite authors
We would repeat them in a rhyme
Trying to go all the way through the alphabet
I can still smell the aroma of your tobacco
Locked deep in the pages of these dusty tomes
We would spend many hours together
My thirst for knowledge was fuelled by your enthusiasm
We would pour over the atlas and the giant globe
You would tell me stories of all the great explorers
Oh how I wanted to travel the world like you had done in your youth
In my mind I ventured to distant lands
Recreating the scenes you so vividly described
Recently my dream to travel finally came true
Finally I have returned from my grand tour
Now I am here to share my adventures with you
Contest- In the Library – Sponsor Isaiah Zerbst
08~3~15
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2015
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