today I loaded my car with books
first editions, autographed names
I’m holding on no longer
to these inked hostages ~
those sentiments are
not mine; nor those
memories ~
I’ve let
go
of
housing
what should live
in places loved
where their worth is not
measured in value of
possible return or in
collectors’ satisfaction but
in what’s inside ~ their words and message
Common Threads 
I takes strength to let these go, but your nonet makes a good case for passing on the books for what they may do for others.
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Margaret, thank you! I kept noticing every time I went into the reading room that I sneezed and coughed and my throat got itchy. I am parting with them for health reasons also. Thanks for reading!
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Kim, I love the message in your title. “In places loved” — you know the insides are where the real love is found. Beautiful sentiment!
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