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A poem for Dr. Seuss: Read it, there’s no excuse …

RICH MAYFIELDspecial to the daily
Summit Daily file photoRich Mayfield

If you have a child in the local school system or probably any school system, you know that this past Thursday was a special day. March 2 is the commemoration of one of the most beloved children’s author of all time, Theodore Seuss Geisel better known, of course, as Dr. Seuss.Dr. Seuss died in 1991, but he is still very much alive in the minds and imaginations of millions of school children and, I dare say, millions of adults as well. When I got word of his death 15 years ago this September, I sat down and composed my own little tribute to this gifted man. It seems appropriate to share it again with you:Incrediblyindeliblyit’s etched in my headof a nightlong agowhile lying in bedwith child number oneand child number twoI discovered a Horton and his new friend, the Who.We read without stoppingfor a yearmaybe threehalting for nothingbut biscuits and tea.

We perused the storiesof Lorax and Leet.We read all the wayto Mulberry Street.The Cat in the Hatwent wild round our bed.”He’d sure make Mom angry!”my littlest said.We laughed over Sneetchesand the Butter Battle Book..We picked up On Beyond Zebraand roared with each look.Read, did we read!Read, we did more!We giggled and wheezed.We squealed. We got sore!Even this wasn’t enoughfor we, voracious three.

There’s too much to read!There’s too much to see!So quick as we could, my wife, she and me,we set out to makechild number three!With mission accomplished,new child in our bed,we picked up more booksthat we hadn’t yet read.Marvin K. Mooneythe kids thought was cool.While my choice was surelyMcElligot’s Pool.We read them all throughsix zillion times.We loved the pictures,

the words and the rhymes.But now as you knowour author has diedand kids of all ageshave wept and we’ve cried.Still, I suspect,our friend called the Dr.would have us do somethingmuch closer to laughter.So tonight in my bedI’ll gather my readersand remember our friendwith twiddles and tweeders.We’ll chortle and chuckle.We’ll honk like a gooseand in so doing say”Thanks, Dr. Seuss!” Rich Mayfield writes a Saturday column. For past columns from Mayfield, visit http://www.summitdaily.com.

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