If you want to see the world the way it is…
not the way some people would like it to be…
stop into a bookstore and check out its diversity.
There’s drama, horror, art, music, nature and history.
politics, religion, cooking, science, sports and mystery.
Any subject you want to read about…
the world…other people…yourself…
you can find a book about it somewhere on the shelf.
But that’s only half the story of a bookstore’s diversity.
The other half is all the people you are going to see.
From the moment in the morning when we unlock our front door
we see love in all its diversity filling up our store.
We see couples from across this country and 100 other different lands.
A mix of genders, sizes, shapes and colors…together holding hands.
We see families of all kinds in a blend of colors…all beautiful families I might add…
led by a man and woman, one man, one woman
grandparents…two mommies or two dads.
It makes me stop and smile every now and then
as I take a moment to thank the Gods above
for allowing me to be in a place with so diverse a love.
Beautiful, innocent, unrestrained love…
in the bookstore…improving and enhancing our space….
This is the American I love…
the America I wish everyone would embrace.