I come through your doors,
and you welcome me.
Your warmth embraces my inner mind.
You comfort me with your books.
You tell many tales though you do not speak.
I look at you and see more
than my mind can comprehend.
I can learn the past, present,
and future just by reading your contents.
Young, and old alike walk among your stakes,
seeking out written enjoyment which you provide.
You are not just any library,
you are the 'Humboldt Tennessee Library'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem