Where the Sidewalk Ends

“Lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy Jane. She wants a sip of water so she waits and waits and waits and waits and waits for it to rain.”

“Brings me back to childhood.”

“I was giddy when my daughter finally let me read her these poems! And now she tells me “I love these silly poems.” We flip through and I tell her the titles, letting her choose which ones we read.”

“Shel Silverstein is goated in my household. I still have a copy of this.”

““How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live ‘em.” I can still smell the old copies of Shel Silverstein’s books in my elementary school library. Reading them made me feel clever and introduced me to the wonderful world of poetry. I’m slowly collecting them from thrift stories for my daughter to find on our bookshelves one day.”