Poetry...

Call me a loser, I don’t care, but I have always enjoyed reading poetry. When I think of poetry, I think of the kind that rhymes, which is probably my favorite. For instance, ever since I was a kid, I loved the books Green Eggs and Ham as well as ALL of the other books written by Dr. Suess. I fell in love with poetry when my Grandmother gave me my first Shel Silverstien book entitled “Where the Sidewalk Ends.” My mom says I get my interest in poetry from my Grandmother and I remember as a young child, going to my Grandmother’s, going through all of her book (she had sooo many) and looking for the ones that she classified as ‘poetry’.
Of course, some of the poetry that we have been reading in class lately hasn’t rhymed, has made hardly any sense at all or has just been ‘out there’. But it never hurts to be cultured, right?