The old bookstore.
Why don’t we have these anymore?
Books covering ceiling to floor.
Happiness between the binding.
What a perfect and safe finding.
Read in the candlelight.
Nothing can be as right.
Pictures and words before my eyes.
Reading about truth and some lies.
You’ll definitely find me hiding.
The tall shelves of books I’ll be minding.







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still I really did enjoy your poem,
thank you for sharing it.
Steve.
Love ya!
Jane
The same is true of libraries. I recall spending hours not finding anything to help my research, but finding all kinds of interesting titles that wanted to lure me off into reading adventures that had nothing to do with what I was focusing on.
Ron
Regis
corporate takeover, high rentals, small shops
can't compete anymore with the big malls and supermarkets,
many reasons for the loss of the charming
old resful bookstores and other 'quaint' things.