Re-Booking

I hate to throw a book away When I no longer need it For it might make another’s day If he’d the chance to read it. In cleaning out my children’s shelves I made a giant stack-up. If they had done it by themselves, They’d put them all right back up. But they’re not here, so I’ll decide Which ones are worth bestowing As soon as I am satisfied I like the place they’re going. Two favorite books have covers gone – Will someone still accept them Or will they ditch them, whereupon I’ll wish that I had kept them. It’s hard to part with such old friends. They brought us so much pleasure But hopefully their time extends As someone’s new-found treasure.