#NaPoWriMo #13 – origin poem

Regrets that I missed
the cowboy poem prompt.
I always liked cowboys,
even wanted to be one
when I grew up, along
with fireman and policeman –
anything in a uniform, you know.
But when I fully discovered
the magic of reading books,
all other occupations faded away.
I’d be a librarian, and show folks
how to find the magic
I’d discovered. Then came scouting,
and football and track, and coach
told me I could break the 880 record
if I worked hard enough. Distractions
I won’t bother to mention
pulled me off the athletic path.
This story has a conclusion.
Two careers later I retired,
retooled, and became a librarian.
And it is still magic.

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