My Library

 

My books speak volumes about me

From them you can sense my identity

Poetry, history and philosophy

Are everything to do with me

 

I treasure them, my pride and joy

As a child does cherish his toy

They sit upon shelves gathering dust

But frequently brought down is a must

 

I neither share nor loan them out

Not even to an honest tout

They are my possessions and history

Forever they will speak of me

 

Over four hundred grace my shelves

And are priceless in themselves

Some used for study, others leisure

But all of them give me pleasure