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!
Shel Silverstein Where the Sidewalk Ends
You will find this outside the front door to the library in honor of National Poetry Month. Come draw on our sidewalks or write your own poem!!!!