From the moment of opening, the steady stream begins.
Returning adventures near and far, facts and figures of every description.
In a far corner a man huddles and takes in the daily news.
A woman in the fiction section searches for new romance.
At the desk guarding the sanctity of the library silence, the librarian glances at the clock and sighs.
Written for: https://patriciasplace.me/2018/05/23/in-other-words-library/
Morpethroad 
I like your lines. You have captured the library perfectly. Except at my library, the librarians are friendly, cheerful and chatty. Thanks for linking to In Other Words.
My pleasure. Apparently it is library week down here this week and by sheer coincidence my Tale Weaver this week is about libraries.
“At the desk guarding the sanctity of the library silence, the librarian glances at the clock and sighs” You know what, this line was so relatable, it was as if you were talking about the librarian in my neighbourhood library….he always looks so morose and angry.
Well not everyone is happy in their job are they.
Ya, I agree, most of us are not really very happy with their jobs, but that doesn’t mean we have to be glum about it all the time
No very true some days are better than others. Thanks Piyali for following my blog 😀
Happy to follow you, Michael 🙂