The Bookshop of Yesterdays

Wanting to race through the uneven pages

Instead, lingering over every word as if it were the last

Feeling like you’ve met these people somewhere before

Yet only having spoken between the creasing of the spine.

Wishing for more time to understand their purpose

But the cover has simply been closed, much too soon

Learning your own past and present, unexpectedly

While having disappeared into a world all their own.

Few books resonate so deeply that it feels like your own life is intertwined with the characters

You met while immersing yourself in another world, another time, another place.

Love, joy, place…family. Where do they all meet? That is where the future is found.

The Bookshop of Yesterdays by Amy Meyerson