I Sit There and Wonder

I sit there and wonder as I hold a paperback.

What is needed to be seen?

What is needed to be heard?

Where am I going to be taken to?

I sit there and wonder in the comfotable chair.

I open the cover as it begins to pull me in.

I explore the land, see the people; 

know the important characters.

I sit there and wonder with books surrounding me.

There may be a girl kept hold

by a personal dragon.

Or a kid with a dream too big for a small town.

I sit there and wonder, looking up every now and then.

Nothing except for one place 

can take me to as many places

as a book can.

I sit there and wonder at the computer.

I think about what can be explored next.

To a place with a hundred year winter

or a school full of creatures of the night

I sit there and wonder

No matter how far my mind my wonders;

no matter how much my heart dersires to go

I can find it in the right place as

I sit and wonder about these many places

Rows and rows of books,

a place for me to be

to know more about what I can be

I sit there and wonder what it would be like as a librarian.