We know not to do it: judging a book
By how attractive its cover might look.

Best books have covers all tattered and torn.
(Not that their looks ever mattered, for scorn!)
The words and the stories hidden inside
Can be a warm hug,
Or a white-knuckle ride.
The sign of a good book – loved through the years?
And bent spines,
Smudged pages,
When you read a good book, isn’t it true
The words come alive – live on inside you?
I hope that, one day, when my story ends
I’m like an old book: well-loved by my friends,
A tatty old tome on oft-visited shelves.
Our books should look lived-in,
Just like ourselves.

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