Silly Poetry Friday 15

No, I didn't forget about Silly Poetry Friday, silly. I just got sidetracked, with something called work. And thankfully, I've been getting plenty of that stuff lately, and it's all jolly, jolly good stuff. So it got me thinking. Every time I get a lovely new illo job, I always have to squeal with joy and pinch myself 'cuz I can't believe I get paid to do something I love doing with every fibre of my being. I get paid to just be me. I keep waiting for someone to come up to me, take away my good fortune and say, "Oops, sorry –  we meant to give that to some other guy." But so far, so good, no one's come knocking on my door with that message. It also makes me remember certain negative voices from (thankfully) the long past, voices that weren't so very positive about my artistic abilities. So with those thoughts in mind, today's poem comes once again from good ol' Uncle Shelby, from Where the Sidewalk Ends. It's actually not a particularly silly poem. In fact, I would say it's pretty darn smart.

LISTEN TO THE MUSTN'TS

Listen to the MUSTN'TS, child,
Listen to the DON'TS
Listen to the SHOULDN'TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON'TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me–
Anything can happen, child.
ANYTHING can be.

Comments

[Heather (errantdreams)]

That little snippet always gives me the shivers!

[sandra]

Is that your artwork, patricia? I love it...the little girl with the red hair.

[Patricia]

Yup, that's mine! One of the cards I did a few years back for American Greetings. I have no idea if they ever used it. It's actually not a girl, by the way. Or a guy. It's supposed to be an asexual creature that AG often uses in their cards. This creature is called a 'neb', which is short for 'nebbish'. Go figure.

[kimbofo]

Great poem! Great pic!