The Poet Tree Underneath the poet tree Come and rest awhile with me And watch the way the word web weaves Between the shady story leaves The branches of the poet tree Reach from the mountains to the sea. So come and sit... and dream... and climb- Just don't get hit by the falling rhymes. -Shel Silverstein
Magic Read this to yourself. Read it silently. Don't move your lips. Don't make a sound? Listen to yourself. Listen without hearing anything. What a wonderfully weird thing, huh? NOW MAKE THIS PART LOUD! SCREAM IT IN YOUR MIND! DROWN EVERYTHING OUT. -Magic by Shel Silverstein
Listen to the mustn'ts child. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the wont's. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... Anything can happen, child. Anything can be. -Shel Silverstein
No lines are longer than 80 characters, TYVM. Other specified properties aren't being scored automatically at this time so this is not necessarily good news...