Magic

I’m not really one for poetry, thought there’s some I can appreciate. But my favorite poet, of all time, is Shel Silverstein. Those of you unfamiliar with his work…. *shakes head* I’m sorry. Here is one of his poems:

Magic

Sandra’s seen a leprechaun,

Eddie touched a troll,

Laurie danced with witches once,

Charlie found some goblins’ gold.

Donald heard a mermaid sing,

Susy spied an elf,

But all the magic I have known

I’ve had to make myself.

I love this one so much because it explains why I write. Not for magic specifically, but for adventure. Through writing, I get to spend my days on a beach, in Ancient Egypt, with the guy of my dreams, solving a mystery. I can travel, be anyone, do anything. I create my own adventures, my own magic. Thank you, Shel Silverstein, for your wonderfully quirky poetry that actually relates to life.

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