Up the Stairs,
              Turn and then another flight.
                               But she doesn't care.
                          Her tiny feet stomp across the ground

                                                   pat-pat-pat-pat-pat-pat

              Her smile grows wide as the great...
                                                        ­                        vast...
                                 ­                                                           sea.
 ­                                                                 ­                                             She finally arrives at the door.
                                 She is so small, her tiny heart is bursting with excitement.
                                                     ­             
                               thump-boom-boom-thump-boom-boom

             With a gleeful squeal she pushes open the door, as mother follows exhausted....
                                            chasing­ her little one

  When she enters, the smell of knowledge greets her nose in welcome
                                                         ­                            she inhales deeply                      
                                                                ­                                                                 ­                her young mind
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                              yearning...
                                                 The forest of books
                                        the voices whisper to her from all around

A kindly face peeks at her from behind a desk,
                                                                ­            behind glasses which rest on a nose
                                                            ­                                                    a nose nestled in sacred text

                              the small hand points to the volumes:
                                                       desiring....hoping.....praying
             From behind the desk,
                                               a smile, understanding
                                                 ­                                                                 ­               a nod

Joyous! Glorious!...a leap of exhilaration
                                                    ­                                         small feet make their sprint once again

                                                          ­           *pat-pat-pat-pat-pat-pat