There's nothing as lovely - as flawless and fine,
As finding yourself in the fold of a spine -
The turn of the paper; the print on the page;
The scent of a story that's yellowed with age.

I'll stand for a moment, and choose with a smile,
For titles and covers are worth all the while!
So go to the place where they wait on the shelf -
And head to the library -

Look for yourself!