Mom said 3,
raised it to 5,
finally said “all you can carry”
But by then they’d let me upstairs
into the adult library.
Every Saturday
without fail
we’d pile into the car
get our stacks of books
and cart them home to devour.
I had no doubt then
all knowledge
could be found there.
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