PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I’m working in a bookstore now and having a wonderful time.

In fact it was there while awaiting customers I wrote this daily rhyme.

When I had finished a simple question suddenly occurred to me

Do I write the poems I want to...or do the poems find their way to me?

When I was but a little boy sitting atop my mother’s knee

The world became a magical place when she would read to me.

So many things I learned because she took the time to look

And share with me the wonders inside the pages of a book.

I learned a cow can jump over the moon and blind mice can go on the loose.

I learned a seeing mouse can climb a clock and there’s a lady names Mother Goose.

I learned of a boy who cried wolf and all the trouble that followed him

I learned about 3 pigs and a real wolf and of the scary brothers Grimm.

I leaned a monkey can be curious and the need for heroes will never end

I learned to say good night to the moon and a spider and a pig can be friends.

Then the day came to leave my mother’s knee and I started reading on my own.

And through the pages of more books...oh the places I have flown.

I’ve have been around the world, I’ve traveled through time and space

I’ve been inside so many buildings and I’ve never left a trace.

I have my mom to thank for starting me reading all those years ago

And I thank her each time I open a new book as I wonder where I might go.

So parents remember it’s never too early...in books a magical world awaits

And for the rest of you might like to know...it’s also never too late.

I know what you’re thinking...next time I should not my responsibilities shirk

And instead of writing poetry...perhaps I should get to work.