It’s only a room with shelves and books, but it’s far more magical then it looks. It’s a jet on which I soar, to lands that exist no more. Or a key with which I find, answer to questions crowding my mind. Building the habit of learning and growing, asking and researching until I reach knowing. Here I’ve been a dragon and an elf, I’ve been learned to be more myself. I think that I shall never see, a place that’s been more useful to me. With encouraging friends with wit, who tell me to dream big and never quit. It’s only a room with shelves and books, but it’s far more magical then it looks.