Tribute to Dr. Seuss

In this episode, A Tribute to Dr. Seuss . . .

by; Patrick Ball

From Amazon, it must have been kismet,

I received my first book, such a joy to revisit.

Hand-delivered by truck,

Dr. Seuss, Oh, what luck!

Oh, the Places You’ll Go!

I know what you’re thinking,

“You’re too old for kids' books, wake up - stop dreaming.”

The winter is dark, a rediscovery - who me?

The thrill of reading, It’s what sets you free.

Like you, I’m off to great places. “We’re off and away!”

Reading is fun amidst the news of today.

Come on - you’ve read Ted Geisel, you may recall,

The Grinch Christmas podcast was recorded last fall.

That wasn’t a book, but a digital rendition,

We read from a Kindle, Oh My, we Broke tradition!

It worked, on an iPad, artwork in color.

But let's be clear, it wasn’t that clever.

Somehow - someway - it’s just not the same.

Having a book in hand, that’s the name of the game.

What a tactile sensation,

Not to mention the smell - no agitation.

Folding back pages has a sensory feel,

You just don’t get that - with a tap - that’s the deal.

My friend - you know better.

Stand up - be bold! You're never too old.

By fair means or foul, it appears to me,

Kids' books enlighten, just wait, you’ll see.

I’d love to keep rhyming,

But, I’m no Seuss that can do so by trying.

Just maybe, perhaps - a book in your hand,

Feels more natural than any Gadget can.

Thank Dr. Seuss, for this lesson today!

Your new book is waiting.

“So . . . get on your way!”

I’m Patrick Ball; thanks for listening; see you in the next episode.

Comments

Don Hanley said…

Thanks Patrick - as a poet, you'll do
for there's no one so true!
keep it up my friend
you may start a trend!

March 10, 2022 at 11:07 AM

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