
Though your form is grand to behold,
You are more than mortar and stone,
More than plaster and wooden shelves,
Or architectural detail
When weighed on a supernal scale.
That before my awed eyes emerge
Like insubstantial holograms
Of Pip or Toad or Smaug or gnome
Come to life from a simple tome.
Come in, discover and enjoy
Signings, book clubs, artists’ displays,
Writers’ groups and poetry slams,
Blind date with books and movies, too
Stories for tots, there’s lots to do.
The sad refrain ‘I’m bored to tears’
From child or teen or daft adult.
I will not tolerate it for
There’s so many activities
At PPL and all for free.
debi
swim 1/13
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