On Hold

There’s a book that I want
So it’s now on hold
In my library branch,
Or so I’m told.

It’s a popular novel,
A Times best-seller
By a writer who’s quite
A story teller.

When I added my name
To the on-hold list,
I had little hope
But could not resist.

Yet I sure was shocked
To the nth degree
By the number who
Were ahead of me.

Three hundred and twelve
Had reserved that book.
I could write my own
In the time that took.

Someone please explain,
I don’t understand,
Why they can’t get more
Books in such demand.

But I’ll wait my turn.
It’ll come, no doubt;
I just hope it does
‘Fore the movie’s out!