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Rooms where knowledge so often chased
We sing and dance we blessed this space
While dressed in satin or linen with lace
Our fears unspoken with faith replaced

We swore to learn with heart and grace
And struggle to list and strive to trace
In trees and plants all flowery race
Our cheerful tones and serious face

Rooms where past and future apace
Where world is bent upon your case
We closed our eyes to mere retrace
Revive our thoughts in books encased

We yearn to feel its warm embrace
Like embers glow through fireplace
Each time we feel we’re out of place
We gather around like flowers in vase

 

Form: Mono-rhyme

Posted for Poetics @ dVerse Poets Pub

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