Seuss Books and Me

[This was written in response to the prompt of "Seuss" at Weekend Wordsmith.]


An I.O.Seuss

I love books, my soul they feed.
My parents taught me how to read
when I was small, on lap I curled
and listened as each tale unfurled.

First nursery rhymes were read to me,
then later I learned "A-B-C".
I learned to read, the words I spoke,
a burning hunger in me woke.

Who fed this hunger? Who gave me more?
'Twas Geisel, first name "Theodore."
Green Eggs and Ham, and Hop on Pop,
once reading had started it never did stop.

"The Cat in the Hat" I did enjoy
and boy! that Cat, he could annoy.
"The Cat in the Hat Comes Back" was next
And Bartholomew Cubbins, a favorite text,

and elephant Horton, with giggling glee,
as he sat on an egg, in a nest, in a tree.
The Sleep Book, a Dictionary writ in French --
The hunger for learning was too much to quench.

I went to school, then to college and work
I take on great tasks, no duties I shirk.
The learning that all of those books did induce
I credit to parents, and to dear Doctor Seuss.