My local library was my inspiration for this piece. They have many books and shelves and sometimes I like to wander down the rows and pick up random books. One time I happened to pick up a book that had no name and a dusty old cover. So my curiosity got the better of me and I opened it up to a random page. Inside were many different poems and short stories written by anonymous authors. I thought it was so interesting that a book without a name full of unknown author's poems happened to be the book that I picked up that I wrote this poem.
So I suppose what I want readers to get from my poem is that many things fade with time but words and curiosity don't. So keep writing, future generations and present ones will appreciate you.