Once had a neighbor <br />Knock on my door <br />Graciously, I <br />Invited her in <br />To share <br />A pot of tea <br />She glanced over <br />At my <br />Much treasured <br />Collection of books <br />Shelved so exquisitely <br />From floor to ceiling <br />And asked if she <br />Could have a few <br />Of those old books <br />Stating, <br />She wanted to give her home <br />An “air of intellect” <br />Babbling on <br />With her latest <br />Issue of <br />Best Homes Magazine <br />In hand <br />With lovely <br />Photos accompanied <br />Proclaiming <br />Decorating with books <br />To be the new trend <br />Sitting silently <br />I thought of those <br />Lavender-ed walls and <br />Rose-pillowed accents <br />And began to Giggle <br />Nearly uncontrollably <br />As I began to realize <br />It was her intent cover over <br />Merton, <br />Lewis, both Clive and Sinclair, <br />Pearl S. Buck, Dante, Tolstoy, <br />Emerson, Longfellow, Melville, <br />Solzhenitsyn, <br />Hemingway, Defoe <br />And many more <br />My most favorite crew <br />In little dust jackets <br />Of pretty pale peach <br />And gorgeous mint greens <br />These dear old friends <br />Newly coveted in <br />Pastel dreams<br /><br />Debora Short<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pastel-dreams/
