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Saturday Librarian 6

With apologies to Mary Elizabeth Frye. Do not stand at my ref desk and weep.

do not stand at ref desk and weep
for i am there; i do not sleep
i am a thousand winds that blow
i am the diamond glints on snow
i am the sun of ripened rain
for saturday i work again
on saturday, patrons i shush
i am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet and a striking pose
of finger stuck beneath my nose
do not stand at ref desk and weep
for i am there for all you seek.