Charity Shops

To pop into a charity shop

Is to venture into the unknown

How else to have an adventure

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Now the map lies filled in and overgrown

A passing glance at others' lives

Of forgotten hobbies, of distant times.

Rose-tinted better days, the games we used to play

Of knick-knacks, oddities and yesterdays

To give new purpose, to bring life anew

What was once loved by me is now loved by you.

The thought quite gladdens me, there's life in it yet

So pop into a charity shop, you'll never regret it.