Orange Public Library Construction Site at Night
Where the new library will be
Massive iron arms rise facing
The racing avenue and me
I stand there before them under
The shadow of their embracing
Sculpted soaring wings with wonder
Knowing they will embrace me soon
Iron sailing November skies
Rising by the light of the moon
Flight of fancy literally
Literary and otherwise
Third incarnation library
On this same patch of earth to rise
Place of pilgrimage where I learned
That which I know and where I met
So many pretty girls and earned
A name some fame as poet where
On youth's impatient heart was burned
In me the love of learning there
"Recall it all and none forget"
It calls to me "but come and see
That we will be our best here yet"
There I will be found where paperback bound
We will share umbilical connection
In the Local History Collection
+Steven Curtis Lance
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