If, on these library steps I had been

You may never have seen me again,

I’d read all the books from the top to the ground,

Deaf to the world I might never be found.

As the pages of each book became unfurled,

I’d escape to the beauty of each fantasy world.

I could stay in this quiet world casually reading,

Awareness of the real world slowly receding.

For who wouldn’t want this glorious respite.

From the chaos of the world we find now in our sight.

© DiAnne Ebejer



About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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2 Responses to Library

  1. Yvonne says:

    Cute poetry . I enjoyed the combo of pics and poetry

    Liked by 1 person

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