Public Libraries

They are high state of art,
 renovated or brand new.
 In the hallway greets you fountain,
 sculpture, statue or the painting.
 
Escalators, elevators
 or the stairs will lead you up.
 Decorated walls in wood
 and uncounted standing books.
 
They will quench your every anguish.
 They have books in every language –
 second or the one for you.
 
From books learn, grow, improve,
 you will also know the truth –
 what you can and cannot do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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