Fivefold: A response

The librarian toils away into the night,

His mind whirring, his fingers cracking,

His toil is not in their sight,

But that doesn't make it lacking.

Holly puts herself to great use,

And only fails in one way,

And not in what she can produce,

She fails to disappoint each day.

Edward is pure sunlight,

And growing up seems such an awful plan,

When nice can't reach a higher height,

Nobody brings joy like only he can.

Victoria works most fiercely,

Angles sharp enough to cut,

Each is different clearly,

Each an improvement case shut.

Sarah takes the measures,

She makes sure the facts are carefully traced,

And she ought to know with all the pleasures,

That what she does is far from waste.