Book Bag - Ratty Books

• 13” x 15”
• Cotton
• Imported
• Polyester lining
• No Closure
• Heavy duty and durable: Made with premium materials. We use a premium, thick fabric with precise heavyweight stitching throughout, including Cross stitching at the handles for maximum strength allowing the bag to hold up.
• Save nature: go Green with our 100% Natural tote bag, say no to paper or plastic bags/ avoid wasting paper and plastic bags and be easy on environment.
• Machine Washable: your tote fell in the mud? No problem. Our totes wash very well and the 20% polyester blend makes the totes wrinkle resistant so if it gets dirty or something spills on it all you have to do is throw it in the washing machine to get it clean again.

Poetry Reads:

Shelves Of Ratty Books

I dream of shelves of ratty books, their covers tattered, torn and worn;

a multitude of waiting pages, innumerable for each child born.

Inside each tattered, torn, old cover, enchantment waits each passerby

who'd dare to open up the cover and read each word with eager eye.

I dream of shelves of ratty books, for every child to hold so dear;

ratty books with tattered parchment, cherished by children who'd pass through there.

A story house filled with ratty books, their dog-eared covers apparently tired;

for this would mean they'd served a purpose, adventure found and knowledge acquired.

No dust would claim these ratty books; their fate would be to tatter more.

Little hands holding dust-less covers, scattered about on a book-filled floor,

engrossed in tales of far off places soon to live within their minds;

hanging on each thought ere written, sequential words, so eager to find

Then, when the books had served full purpose, the pages too frail to turn again,

the shelves would grow another story, page after page from beginning to end.

A story house full of endless pleasures to touch the heart and inspire the mind,

a learning place for bright, young children, knowledge to seek and answers to find.

A peaceful hush would silence this building, as little minds set all aflame

would devote their hearts to the stories written, and their lives would never be the same.

They alone would hold a gift, select to them, known by no other;

thoughts of whimsy alive in their hearts, achieved by any soul who'd bother

to pass through the doors of this story building and dare to grasp and venture a look

through the tattered pages, lovingly worn, of a ratty, highly prized, well-used book!

Copyright Christine K. Trease