by Shel Silverstein

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Confession: I had not read Silverstein's Every Thing On It until I was hit with a wave of nostalgia last week and went searching for books that reminded me of my childhood.  The result was spot on.  

True to Silverstein's quirky, poignant, and at times, downright weird thought process, Every Thing On It evokes a sense of rocking chairs and well-used blankets rivaled only by Dr. Seuss.  "Every Thing On It" (the poem) refers to a request for hot dog toppings, including expected condiments as well as small kitchen appliances, and many things in between.  Other poems follow this outlandish suit, interspersed with tender thought-provoking verses and completely bizarre illustrations.

Perhaps the bit that is still with me most, though, is very last line of the very first poem, "Years From Now": Although I cannot see your face / As you flip these poems awhile / Somewhere from some far-off place / I hear you laughing--and I smile.

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