I want to fill my little house,
my little house with books
Books within the crannies
And books within the nooks

Books that hold the test of time
Quiet constant friends
Books that take me on new journeys
Imagination sends

Sitting in my little house
My little house of books
I close my eyes and smell the smell
The magic smell of books

Books that hide special notes
Special notes for friends
Or are they there for me to find
Then to onward send

I want to fill my little house
My little house with books
Books with paper pages that,
Romance me with their looks

Books filled with people
that I will never be
Books filled with places
that I will never see

But within my little house
My books will make me see
There is no limit to the lives
I’ll live and see and breath