My library is beautiful,
every shelf and cranny and wall.
Every time I walk in it
I get hit
with the smell of old books.
But don't judge it by it's looks!
Great mysteries hide in here,
tales of love, hope, and fear.
They are wide and small,
short and tall.
But the best ones are hidden in the nooks,
not like big pronounced books.
The true worth is inside,
so take a look, what may it hide?
