My mom bought me a copy of "Everything On It" by Shel Silverstein for Christmas. (She also bought me "Embracing the Beloved: Relationship as a Path of Awakening", but no one's perfect.) Since I first heard "Where the Sidewalk Ends" on vinyl, Shel has been one of my favourite storytellers.
Today, walking through the skating rink that is the park near my house, one of his poems - possibly my favourite - came to mind. I think we should all have a copy on the doors of our houses. If you ever get the chance to hear a recording of the man himself recite it, listen hard and listen well.
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.
(Thanks to Susan Kaiser Greenland for posting!)