LIBRARY ROWS

They stood there

Row after Row.

Stacks of Knowledge,

Just waiting to be opened.

I looked at them,

Like empty chairs in my life.

Waiting to be filled,

Just open them 

I said to myself.

Wisdom and wonder

Awaited a turning of the page.

But I just sat there

Caught in life 

And by a life too busy.

To busy to live

To busy to learn

To busy to dream…