You stand, oh sentinel, in your eternal duty, to bear the weight of many tomes. You hold the many volumes of my collection, the books well-used and untouched.

I imagine you reassure me I do not have a problem. “You are a patron of the hobby,” I almost hear you whisper, “a supporter of traditionally published and crowdfunded dreams!”

The years pass, and your shelves begin to bow under the brunt of so much paper and nostalgia. Yet you serve on, oh bookshelf full of adventure and dreams!

May you stand for all my days, and beyond!