Old Friends

OLD FRIENDS

I have here two much loved books
Originally purchased at second-hand shops
(being pretty short of money in my youth – 10p each!)
I have now replaced them both in better shape
So the earlier copies are surplus to requirement

While I have looked after them carefully
(You may remember from our years together
That I’m always careful with books, discs etc.)
They were a little careworn by previous owners
So I don’t think charity shops would be interested

The content beneath the slightly dilapidated surfaces though
Is too precious to be thoughtlessly assigned to the refuse bin just yet

I recognise you as a discerning reader
And wonder whether you might not
Offer them a temporary home, another reading
Even though it might be their last

In exchange I believe you may receive herein
Some fine entertainment
Some food for thought
Let me know if interested and
I’ll package and despatch them

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on July 6, 2018, in Prose With Pretensions and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 25 Comments.

  1. And did you find a new, loving home for them? I feel the same way about my old books. ☺️

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  2. I have many old friends of the same ilk.

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  3. great post and happy early birthday, mine was yesterday, always a magical day each year ❤

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