Retired librarians sweet young ladies they

Retired librarians sweet young ladies they
be as quaint and vibrant as any soft human

a treasure of knowledge and much needed
freedom I miss from my past as a reader of
hope… was she so shy in her real-ness one
folly as I crept in her mind to discover all
Truth?

And what of the by-laws consumed through
all of her elders to carry tradition forward
in mirth.

I miss all of them those wise and
fair ladies, whom I fantasy to this day with
my visions of flesh and freckle touch and ever
displayed on the light of all honest in another
dimension as I wish I may have explored when
youth was my forte and forward a virtue but
those days are gone now so I treasure them all.