I LOVE Shel Silverstein’s poetry. When my son (who’s now 13) was born I began building a spectacular library for him. Books are extremely important in our lives, and after 13 years, he’s a well-read kid with a broad palette in literary interests. Shel Silverstein’s Where the Sidewalk Ends and A Light in the Attic remain two of our favorite books of all time.
NPR ran a wonderful story on September 20 that caught my attention. I listened with glee and great anticipation, and mentioned to my husband that I’d love to get the book, thinking it would be a great Christmas present. But today, during lunch, the book fairy came to my door and delivered Silverstein’s new, posthumous book, Every Thing On It. I squealed. I jumped for joy. I may have done a little dance. I think the opening poem is important for everybody, everywhere, for all time. What a wonderful, comforting thought he left us with.
YEARS FROM NOW
Although I cannot see your face
As you flip these poems awhile,
Somewhere from some far-off place
I hear you laughing–and I smile.