Poetry

When I was little, right before bed, my dad would pull out Go Dogs Go by Dr, Seuss. The edges were frayed, the corners bent on each page, and pages were slowly falling out. He would read me that book every night. I would listen with innocent ears to the silly rhymes while gazing amongst the color-filled pictures spread across the pages. My dad would create different voices for each dog making the story come to life.

 Throughout the book we would take turn reading lines (me usually saying the girl dogs lines), and as we reached our favorite part we no longer had to look down at the page for we had it memorize. I would   ask my dad (citing the book) "Do you like my hat?" in response he would "No, I do not like your hat," and we would both close with a goodbye. Those few lines have been said all throughout my life, though they have little meaning; great memories stand behind them. Occasionally my dad will say those lines with the same voice he used when I was little. 

I have never enjoyed writing poetry, for I am just not very good at it. However, I can most appreciate poetry within a song. The music behind the words help set the tone towards the writers feelings. I hope a can develop a new appreciation towards poetry and become a stronger poet myself.