Beloved Bookshelf

When I look up at my bookshelf, I am gazing upon the relaxation of a lifetime. I feel the love of the donors who granted me my wonderful bookshelf. I hear the laughter of love, flowing through the hallway of home. I smell the lovely smell of deodorant coming from me. I taste wonderful homemade stew coming from my dad’s pan of food. My emotions are love, relaxation, peace, and general feeling of fun.