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.