I read pretty much anything, from fantasy (City of Stairs by Robert Jackson Bennett) to romance (Bared to You by Sylvia Day) to classics (Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad). The only genres I don't read are self-help and comic books/graphic novels.
This book was presented by my grandmother (my father's mother), Myra Joyce (known as Joyce) Frost (nee Moore), to her grandmother (my great, great grandmother) Minnie Shields (nee Hampshire) on the occasion of Minnie's birthday. It's unclear what year the book was given to Minnie, but we can work out that it must have been between 1944, when this edition was published, and 1950, when Minnie died. Coincidentally (or perhaps not, I don't know the story behind the book because it was only found during the clean out of my grandparents house after both Joyce and my grandad, William, had died), Minnie's husband Robert died in 1944. I have no intention of ever reading this, it's poetry and I'm just not a fan of poetry, but I will keep this in my personal library because it has historical family value to my dad's side of the family.