Pen and Paper

Library

Walking towards the large mahogany double doors

Eyes glimmering, unable to contain my grin

I took a deep breath 

To contain my racing heart.

My eyes widened in awe at the room

Lined with thousands of books.

There, a ladder leading to higher walls

Tempting me to climb, just for the fun of it.

I walked further in, trailing my fingers

Along the spines of books

The smell of old paper and dust wafted in,

Surely keeping the timeless stories here.

A crackling fireplace with a warm glow

Keeping out the cold, surrounding me with its heat

I sat curled up on a nearby couch

Grabbing my favorite book and cookies.