Hello Beautiful Thinkers,
Write a poem about the feeling you get in a library. They fill me with a few different emotions. Happiness and confidence are the two best ones. The stem from the idea that in a library there is nothing I can’t learn. Whether or not that idea is true it’s a powerful one that comes to me every time. But it can also feel overwhelming thinking about how many books there are in these buildings. The idea that I’ll never have time to read all the ones I want comes to me in libraries often. It can make it a bit bittersweet. Do you experience similar feelings? Write them into your poem.
Keep Dreaming Beautiful Thinkers,
The Boy In The Heart Shades