Yesterday I went to a second hand shop. I always love browsing in them. I love looking at the old items that were once treasured by someone. Most of all I love looking at the old books. I love opening the book and seeing a name inside the front cover. I always wonder who owned it, how many people read it, how old it was. Yesterday I picked up these two children books. They are so sweet and innocent and the aged pages cause me to wonder about the children that once loved these books, about the parents that so eagerly read the little stories to their children at night. I will give these my children. The stories are so quaint and cute. My children will treasure these books and once again they will be loved.
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