Thrift Store

Folks, read this. If you don't like it you'll get your money back - 100%, guaranteed!

Today I volunteered at a thrift store

I was tasked with putting books out for sale

When I spotted a collection of books on English literature

I couldn't help but give them a premium place

I constructed a narrative from this

Maybe the books were donated by a retired professor

Who had animated many a disaffected student

He had injected their dreary worlds 

with tales that would enrich them

By selling on his books to a fresh faced teen...

that was maybe eager to do a little research 

on what they'd be encountering this summer when 

then turned up to university

Perhaps I'd married two kindred souls Perhaps

their lives touched, momentarily

That was the work of my hands today

I can rest

I've done good 

Reviews

[lov]

thank you for sharing your daydreams with me. I like the way you write your words so clear yet so soft and dreamy. please keep on writing!

[Red Brick Keshner]

Ah! As would I, the most sacred spot for English literature - just can't help it! There is indeed a marrying and a merrying at secondhand bookshops although the individual parties usually never meet in person. And yes, you have done more than good. With the swift demise of the printed page it will be a costlier, direr, more obfuscating transaction - this pre-loved books 'work.'

[Karmee]

I love thrift stores, I like buying antiques when I can find them.
Enjoyed this

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Okay, I bought the copy of Batman. What can I say? I like old comic books. (smile) I really did buy a copy Batman: The Dark Knight Returns, at the Salvation Army Thrift Store for 99 cents. I'm still reading it. It was in perfect condition.

[Zoe Richardson]

Oh you did! You did good with your hands, and with your poem. I love thrift stores, and always searched for antique schoolbooks. I'm glad people like you do homage to those books, and give them pride of place.

[olla]

perhaps you did.. one never knows how another will g=receive the gifts of another's hand.. perhaps the narrator's imaginings prompted an advantageous display.. well done..