Rain dances on the black tiles of a roof

And trees rustle slightly, their wisdom perused

By the studious eyes of sharp, young minds

As the library hums with life of all kinds.

It's the perfect place to spend my day

Walking through forests and caves

Build, create, grow from a seed

Into murals, models and immersive screens.

Peace breathes in time with the clock

As I learn what I haven't been taught

From the safe distance of a computer chair

Surrounded by others, a feeling so rare.

It's been forever since I've used a strict rhyming scheme. Very tough for me, though I feel this time the rhyming helped me build my lines. What did you picture for the first 2 lines?