Submitted by A Rose

If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer,
A wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er,
A magic bean buyer . . .

Shel Silverstein was our teacher’s only tool for teaching us poetry when we were kids. “Here, read this book called Where the Sidewalk Ends and then I’ll teach you how to write stories that are this awesome,” they would say. If only a fraction of us were that talented…