Seuss taught Muse
To rhyme with things,
Kings, rings and flings, &
Said Muse on Beach,
This bird can reach!
Fly, bird, fly!
Sea doth beseech…
Li’l Muse dreamed
Of flying, so high!
Delight through sky
With Heaven nigh….
Hey, God, thanks for dreams both remembered and forgotten. Thank You for helping us find our wings so we can fly to You.
