The Library

I took a walk inside the library today,

and I noticed everything.

Two older women exchanging hellos,

kids under piles of toys,

and parents taking a breath.

2025 resolutions written by teens,

(I add my own but it’s more of a wish)

“Save for a car”

“To stop getting with toxic people and have a tan!”

“Have more adventures”

I look off the balcony and gaze down, down, down,

huge seltzer bottle in the hand of a young man,

and a book open in his lap,

periodically staring out the huge window.

Even though it’s not Saint Patrick's Day,

a gentleman wears a green outfit,

with a green fedora atop his head, 

and shuffles cards as if he is waiting for someone.

Giant chess played by a mom and son,

and they even have a little audience.

I wonder how many people come to this place every day,

just to sit in front of the wall-sized windows,

crack open a book or catch up with a friend.

And I know this place becomes a safe haven for anyone who needs one.

And as I’m writing this, kids' voices and laughter float up.

It's hardly ever silent in the library.