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The Librarian

There is a fine lady I know
A librarian by profession 
She loves her work so
And in it she pours her all
Any book you want
She knows exactly where it is to be found
Every subject you wish to know
She knows where the library shelves it all

A fine lady she really is
And I adore her so
In fact I envy her a lot
For if I were her, the library would be my home
Of its knowledge that interested me
I would pour deep into my soul
Every evening I’m the last to leave
And she always comes to me with a warm smile
Telling me, ‘Prins its time to leave’
Sometimes it’s she and I side by side
As we walk beneath the yellow street lights
How I wish we walked hand in hand
For there’s a fancy dance she brings to my heart

However, of all my adoration for her
There’s still one thing she lacks
She isn’t interested in the treasure her library keeps
Always busy doing something and nothing
To her it’s just another ordinary job
One whose pay she needs
If only she knew how much more it would pay
If also she sought to tap into the wealth of its keep

Makes me see just how most of us live
Like her in the library of life
Many lessons around us
Of how we would improve our life in any way we wanted
But naah... always too busy doing something and nothing
Tomorrow sunset beautifully graces our lives
Then all over a sudden haste and regret piles
We want to do it all and save the most for the golden days
Our energy is drained by regret for having overlooked it all yesterday
When life was still a smooth flow and a jolly haze

Having been fortunate to see that it is so
I will commit my efforts to learn
And of it all the greatest lesson I have thus far learnt
Is that for my sunset days to be worth its gold
A day at a time... a dime at a time
I must today save... and that goes for all today’s

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  1. Date: 3/24/2011 11:41:00 AM
    Thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry with us today Wiseton. I enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 3/24/2011 11:29:00 AM
    yes and all lessons are around me at the this moment... i think im doing i might just come to admire the fish as well/// have a nice one..p.d.

  1. Date: 3/24/2011 11:27:00 AM
    HI;-) right now im at Library,,so this poem will do.. and thanks so much for the HUNCH! and no im not Linda Marie.. and yes she is my super bbf.. from the soup.. shes a teriffic lady & as for me! I'm a Texas gal.. I have many poet friends here on the soup..I use to be active like 5 months ago. Now i just come and say hi to all. And read and post* always..p.d.

  1. Date: 3/24/2011 9:12:00 AM
    The library has always been a favorite place of mine too Wiseton.. last year on vacation I searched for a library at the seashore and found a quaint one full of lovely books.. reading on the sandy beach is my thing.. u have perfectly expressed the many feelings and close personal relationship with books and that special librarian who knows it all..luv..