If you are a dreamer, come in.
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer . . .
If you’re a pretender, come sit by my fire,
For we have some flax golden tales to spin.
This is the first poem in Shel Silverstein’s book “Where the Sidewalk Ends”. It’s one of my favorite books of all time. It was given to me by my 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Anita Stallings, and I will NEVER forget her! As I was searching the web for a picture of the ink drawing that accompanied the poem, I came across DanScott77’s page. He said the poem “should be on the door of every church, home, or community in the world. ’nuff said.” I agree.
I truly believe this book began my love of reading. I have most of the pages memorized from the book. It’s so much fun to read! I’ve even given the book to kids I know, including my oldest niece.
If you ever need a good gift for a kid, consider any of Mr. Silverstein’s books. They’re great.