The Observation Center - Poem by Christian Hudak
A common held opinion of the library
Is the quietness within it
For I, this is not a held belief
I go to the library for the antithesis
The clamor of children
The network of hard working students
The civility of the librarians
The lone mothers with vigilant parenting skills
I go to the library for the philosophy, righteousness, and spur
That all these wonderful people unintentionally teach me
I go to the library, to observe.
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