"Glorious, glorious, glorious!"

Today,
after a good lunch,
I went for a little wander around the block,
before going back to work.

I went in to the sweet shop.
I had walked past it longingly before,
One of those glorious old fashioned shops,
with beautiful glass jars of edible treasures.

But the shop had been sold to new owners,
it had lost the magic
that I thought I had seen
all those times before.

But then I decided to look into the boxes of books,
displayed outside the ugly shop beside.
$1 books, they couldn't be any good,
by why not give it a chance.

I knew I should go back to work,
but I couldn't leave those titles and authors,
I ran my fingers along their spines,
I think I started to salivate.

I felt serene.

I found book after book
that I had always wanted to read
or by authors who I had just heard of
and who fascinated me

Feeling naughty,
in that wonderful, mischievous, childlike way
I chose three glorious books
to take home with me.

As I pressed on the door to enter
my heart beat a little fast
wondering if they would accept eftpos.
And then . .

Then I saw the shop,
 It was huge! Well bigger than I expected
as I looked around I saw more and more
walls of books.

I saw another box of $1 books
and this time with frivolity and delicious abandon
I chose another three
to be mine.

I paid at the counter,
only $4,
there was a 3 for $2 special.
and I smiled.

As I left the shop,
to go back to work, late
I clutched the books to my chest
and in my head sang "Glorious, glorious, glorious!"