Sunday, April 15, 2007
I grew up on the poems and drawings of Shel Silverstein. I've been thinking about them again lately. Here are a few that I love... Thanks to Jill for photo!!
She drank from a bottle called DRINK ME
And up she grew so tall,
She ate from a plate called TASTE ME
And down she shrank so small.
And so she changed, while other folks
Never tried nothin' at all.
Ma and God
God gave us fingers - Ma says, "Use your fork."
God gave us voices - Ma says, " Don't scream."
Ma says eat broccoli, cereal and carrots.
But God gave us tasteys for maple ice cream.
God gave us fingers - Ma says, " Use your hanky."
God gave us puddles - Ma says, "Don't splash ."
Ma says, "Be quite, you father is sleeping."
But God gave us garbage can covers to crash.
God gave us fingers - Ma says, "Put your gloves on."
God gave us raindrops - Ma says, " Don't get wet."
Ma says be careful, and don't get too near to
Those strange lovely dogs that God gave us to pet.
God gave us fingers - Ma says, "Go wash 'em."
But God gave us coal bins and nice dirty bodies.
And I ain't too smart, but there's one thing for certain ~
Either Ma's wrong or else God is.
A tree house, a free house,
A secret you and me house,
A high up in the leafy branches
Cozy as can be house.
A street house, a neat house,
Be sure and wipe your feet house
Is not my kind of house at all --
Let's go live in a tree house.
My skin is kind of sort of brownish
Pinkish yellowish white.
My eyes are greyish blueish green,
But I'm told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish blondish brown,
But it's silver when it's wet.
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.