Shel Silverstein
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Dear Shel,
Oh Shel.
I like to call you a friend.
Because you and I,
Yes you and I,
Know where the sidewalk ends.
It ends for some here,
It ends for some there,
But for you and I,
I saw you from a distance
Your face familiar.
We spoke of love and loss
Mutual friendships.
The conversation got deeper
The weather grew dim
I saught refuge in your home
Shel Silvestein insied poety into my life,
Without those books I would be in strife.
The poems he wrote filled me with joy,
It wa almost like having a toy.
Shel Silverstein was funny and cool,
A mountain to space?
What a wonderful place!
Though the altitude is quite unbearable.
A mountain to space
brings a smile to my face
when I begin to doubt the impossible.
I am sick
I am tired
I’m as bored as can be.
My nose is so runny
it could win a mile race.
My eyes are so watery
I’m going to need floodgates.
My back is aching
