If you want to see happy people
Go to the bookstore
As they flip the first few pages
Observe the cover and the edges
Notice the torn and the teardrops
Rub the coffee spills and the bookmarks
Smell the old cinnamon bread
As this 2nd hand book tells, the living and the dead
And if you see them smile,
And their eyes sparkle like the sea
By that you can tell
And tell, yet begin another story
So if you want to see happy people
Go to the bookstore
They are silently sitting in the corner
But you don't judge a book by its cover
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 10:31 PM UTC
If you want to see happy people
Go to the bookstore
As they flip the first few pages
Observe the cover and the edges
Notice the torn and the teardrops
Rub the coffee spills and the bookmarks
Smell the old cinnamon bread
As this 2nd hand book tells, the living and the dead
And if you see them smile,
And their eyes sparkle like the sea
By that you can tell
And tell, yet begin another story
So if you want to see happy people
Go to the bookstore
They are silently sitting in the corner
But you don't judge a book by its cover
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