An Ode to Bookshops

Palms on window panes⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Nose pressed against glass⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
A longing gaze towards shelves of treats ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
All different colors, all different sizes⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
But each of them filled⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Delectable ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Divine ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Delightful ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Delicious ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And worlds ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And adventures⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And love ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And life ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And magic⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
I long for the tiny bell to jingle as I push the door ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And find it unlocked ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
To run my fingers along spines and creamy paper as I slowly sample pages ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
To listen to friendly chatter and ask for novel praises ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And then choose which treat —⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
No, let’s be honest — TREATS⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
to take home with me today ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
I am every child who has ever paused in front of a candy shop with salivating mouths, their taste buds anticipating sweetness ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
But my chosen treat has, and always will be, books⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And it’s my eyes that want to feast on phrases ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And my mind that wants to devour first one and then another and another and so on… ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
So on this day which celebrates the bookshops that are smaller⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
More ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Neighborly ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Charming ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Quintessential ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Here is my ode to you ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Oh, but I love you so⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
And I’m grateful for websites and phones and alternative ways to gather my books and show you support⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
But I wait impatiently for:⁣⁣
Jingling bells ⁣⁣⁣⁣
And open doors ⁣⁣⁣⁣
And open arms ⁣⁣⁣⁣
And comfy chairs ⁣⁣⁣⁣
And warm drinks ⁣⁣⁣⁣
And warm hearts ⁣⁣⁣⁣
And recommendations ⁣⁣⁣⁣
And you, ⁣⁣dear booksellers⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣
Happy Independent Bookstore Day!⁣