The library


There lies a place in your town, city or county
Where millions have died to give life to the plenty
A place where you can walk amongst the dead
And listen to the voices as their words that are read (red)
A place where lives can be changed in an instant
And places are visited whether near or if their distant
A place where the voices can help you with problems
If you sit and listen and get involved in them
There are places of fantasy and fascination
Voices to help you with love or infatuation
Letting you live through eyes of the past
Or looking through ones of the future coming fast
So what ever you’re looking for whether tales of real or those of fairy
Go walk and listen to the voices at your local library

By Joshua McClintock

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