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    Shel Silverstein
    “The Little Boy and the Old Man

    Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
    Said the old man, "I do that too."
    The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
    I do that too," laughed the little old man.
    Said the little boy, "I often cry."
    The old man nodded, "So do I."
    But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
    Grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
    And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
    I know what you mean," said the little old man.”
    Shel Silverstein

  • #2
    Shel Silverstein
    “The bridge will only take you halfway there, to those mysterious lands you long to see. Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fair, and moonlit woods where unicorns run free. So come and walk awhile with me and share the twisting trails and wondrous worlds I've known. But this bridge will only take you halfway there. The last few steps you have to take alone.”
    Shel Silverstein

  • #3
    Shel Silverstein
    “why can't you see i'm a kid', said the kid.
    Why try to make me like you?
    Why are you hurt when I don't cuddle?
    Why do you sigh when I splash through a puddle?
    Why do you scream when I do what I did?
    Im a kid.”
    Shel Silverstein, Falling Up

  • #4
    Shel Silverstein
    “Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
    Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
    Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
    And shared a conversation with the housefly
    in my bed.
    Once I heard and answered all the questions
    of the crickets,
    And joined the crying of each falling dying
    flake of snow,
    Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
    How did it go?
    How did it go?”
    Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends

  • #5
    Shel Silverstein
    “everything isn't everything”
    Shel Silverstein, Lafcadio, the Lion Who Shot Back

  • #6
    Shel Silverstein
    “There is a place where the sidewalk ends,
    And before the street begins,
    And there the grass grows soft and white,
    And there the sun burns crimson bright,
    And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
    To cool in the peppermint wind.”
    Shel Silverstein



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