Time is rushing.
Voices shushing.
Pages rustling.
People bustling.
Hush, this is a library.

YOU ARE READING
Book of Poetry
PoetryMy feelings are written So I may find peace I hope you relate To these words as you read
The Library
Time is rushing.
Voices shushing.
Pages rustling.
People bustling.
Hush, this is a library.