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.
Come in!
Come in!
- Invitation by Shel Silverstein
I love this poem. I have from the very first moment I read it when I was but a wee lass!
About the Author: nicóle
Spellbound by a love of words and writing this mother of two boys who loves vintage, tech gadgets, prim things and her books, blogs about wonderment, inspiration, whimsy, and other of the many facets of life that have a tendency to cast a spell on her heart.
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This makes me remember all those forts I made with blankets and pillows. I would bring my books in and try to get away from my brother and sister for a bit.
Can i come in?……….