If I had a... Library

I might have one in every room.

Some will have walls of books
That reach to the ceiling
With ladders I can slide along
Like a character from a movie,
Singing songs at the top of my lungs.

Some will be small,
Tiny cubbies to crawl inside
With feather down pillows and 
Piles of blankets,
The kind of cozy place 
I tried to hide as a little girl

There will be books by chairs

Just in case I need 

A place to sit

While I drink my tea

And read.

And books by beds

For those mornings when

I open my eyes 

And only want to reach out my hand

To touch a story's spine.

Books by bathtubs

For hot water with bubbles

While soaking in words.

And books by the table

to feed our minds and

Our mouths.

Some day I might even find a way to take the library with me...