By Cassondra Temmer
Bookstores bring comfort to me.
This is where my heart belongs.
They have couches for relaxation,
Coffee to warm and awaken the soul
The music, soft but there its delicate
And opens up people in ways they don’t
Then the books,
The one special thing to me.
Something so small that gets me every time.
There are billions of different stories, thoughts
That fly off the page and almost
Make you look at life differently.
It’s one of those things,
You can’t hate reading unless you’ve read
EVERY book on EVERY shelve and that,
That is next to impossible.
So don’t say you don’t like to read
Because maybe just maybe,
You haven’t found the right book yet.
And if you think you have, well you
It’s the one where you cannot
Put it down.
You are gripping onto the pages
Waiting for the next thing to happen.
Then once its over, the book
Leaves you with a book hangover…
And all you can do is try not to
Keep thinking about that particular