On Reserve
Someone recommends a book;
I put it on “Reserve.”
The list is often long enough
To actually unnerve.
Of course, I’m reading while I wait –
A novel from the shelves,
For some just seem to call my name
To advertise themselves.
So I am in the middle of
A story I’m enjoying,
When in my email there’s a message
Just a bit annoying.
The books I have been waiting for
Are ready for me now.
All 3 showed up together,
But I know not why or how.
Which means I have 2 weeks (no more!)
To get through all those pages,
A challenge I can’t meet
Even if every book engages.
Like many things I know, this is
A niggling little glitch,
Another fine example of
Why life is such a ….. stitch!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2018
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