The Old
Carnegie Library
© by Bud Lemire on April
26, 2017
The Carnegie
Library, was opened in the year 1903
And holds a
lot of memories, there for you and me
At 201 South
7th Street, made of Sandstone and Red Brick
All the books
on the shelves, so many we could pick
Every time we
went there, the old wood floors would creak
As we would
find ourselves, among the many books we seek
Picking up
the book, to see if it was the one we'd choose
On an overdue
book, we always paid our dues
I remember
Mrs Jensen, at the old Library here
At the Old
Carnegie, where my memories are so dear
Downstairs
for the children, greeted with a smile
That one book
we looked for, became a bigger pile
She would
find so many books, we were looking for
We'd be piled
up with them, when we went out the door
She would
always talk to us, with her hands on every book
And add it to
our pile, that was all it took
In 1995, the
Carnegie Library came to an end
The Escanaba
City Library was born, and all was great again
The past was
long ago, yet lives in our memory
Within every
era, there's always a good story
My memories of the old
Carnegie Library was going
downstairs and the
books Mrs Jensen would pile in
our arms and we'd leave
with. She'd always find
many books for us, and
of course for me, I always
read them. Those
memories, live within my mind.
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