Shel Silverstein: Sketches and a Poem

When I was a kid my parents bought us "Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein. I loved it sooo much. His poems are so witty and clever! I just love the strange imagination he brings to life through his sketches and words. Below is a cute poem from the book.. one of my favorites.

Hug O' War

I will not play at tug' o war.
I'd rather play at hug' o war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses,
And everyone grins,
And everyone cuddles,
And everyone wins.

Where the Sidewalk Ends...

I mentioned Shel Silverstein's book "Where the Sidewalk Ends" as one of my favorites. I thought it was only fitting to find the poem he had written and post it:

There is a place where the sidewalk ends

And before the street begins,

And there the grass grows soft and white,

And there the sun burns crimson bright,

And there the moon-bird rests from his flight

To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black

And the dark street winds and bends.

Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow

We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,

and watch where the chalk-white arrows go

To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,

And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,

For the children, they mark, and the children, they know

The place where the sidewalk ends.

-Shel Silverstein