A RHYME THROUGH TIME
Cheri Harrington
ow did I learn to write?
When did I see the light?
Tracing a dotted line?
And expanding my mind.
How did I learn to read?
With my teacher taking the lead?
Before that even?
With older brother Steven
Reading ―Cat in the Hat‖
And books like that.
irst grade came
With books so tame
―See Spot Run?‖
Reading was fun!
Circled up in my group.
Or spelling words in alphabet soup.
Reading street signs like ―STOP‖
And books like ―Hop on Pop!‖
lder sis always had a book
Curled up in her nook.
Copying her was my goal;
Her passion I stole.
She taught me so wellPut me under the spell
Of mysteries and Nancy Drew
And the Hardy Boys too!
y now I know
The places you can go
Lost in the pages
Bounding through stages
Increasing the speed
With which I read.
ravings to write
Night after night
Stories of my own
f comical tone…
And mysteries too
Like Nancy Drew.
ours and days
Lost in a haze
Of faraway times
And fairytale rhymes.
Escaping in my book
Oh the trips that I took!
Then an all-time fav
reated a wave
Penned by Harper Lee
About how society used to be
―To Kill a Mockingbird‖
Its heartfelt message I heard.
utting pen to paper
My fears would taper
Creating magical scenes
About other awkward teens.
Writing a story
Brought so much joy!
And poems helped me vent
When mom was heaven sent.
ittle House on the Prairie‖
Made my Christmas so merry!
Birthdays were so great
he years have passed
New books were my fate!
The poems I‘ve amassed
Childhood friends would come and go
And stories I‘ve writ
But live without books? NO, NO,
Have been quite a hit!
NO!
My kids share my joy
Of reading a story
n libraries I hid
And a good book too
As a book-loving kid
To keep from feeling blue.
Reading books by Stephen King
Like ―Carrie‖ and ―Christine‖
ow I barely have time
Swapping books with sis
To make up this rhyme
Helped add to my list!
Or read before a nap
From Agatha Christie to Louis
To my grandson on my lap.
L‘amour
―Step On a Crack‖
And so many, many more
Started several weeks back
All thro