The Book Sale

The book sale happens once a year;
I stock up when I go.
The choices wait in boxes,
Alphabetically, by row.

I search for larger paperbacks 
(The ones considered "trade"),
Although they cost as much
As all the hardbacks there displayed.

My son says, "Get a Kindle"
But I love a book in hand, 
A feeling that I know that many
Others understand.

Today they had the book sale
And I carted off my treasures,
So now I have the reads I need
For many summer pleasures.