National Poetry Month: My friend Shel

I have mentioned before the fuzzy warm feelings that accompany Shel Silverstein and his work. I still take out my copy of Where the Sidewalk Ends and look at the note I wrote to myself. The one that said that I’d be a writer someday. I hope I don’t let myself down.

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