Please bury me in the library
In the clean, well-lighted stacks
Of Novels, History, Poetry,
Right next to the Paperbacks,
In the clean, well-lighted stacks
Of Novels, History, Poetry,
Right next to the Paperbacks,
Where the Kids’ Books dance
With True Romance
And the Dictionary dozes.
Please bury me in the library
With a dozen long-stemmed proses.
With True Romance
And the Dictionary dozes.
Please bury me in the library
With a dozen long-stemmed proses.
Way back by a rack of Magazines,
I won’t be sad too often,
If they bury me in the library
With Bookworms in my coffin.
I won’t be sad too often,
If they bury me in the library
With Bookworms in my coffin.
~ J. Patrick Lewis
I'm perusing older posts... I love this poem! :)
ReplyDeleteI love it, too! "Please Bury Me in the Library" is also the name of a book of poetry by J. Patrick Lewis. (And, while typing this, I realized that I meant to include it on my Eating Poetry post ~ I read it a few weeks ago!)
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