Tonight, as I ventured out about the yard, with my camera in hand… it happened ONCE again.  I heard a little voice.  I couldn’t quite make it out.  Then suddenly, I was surrounded by ALL that is Seusical.   Yes, there were red fish, and blue fish, and green eggs and ham.

I began to see the unimaginable… and hear the strangest of things ….. all in rhymes.  It might have frightened me… but I was too curious for that.

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So I looked to my left, and I looked to my right.
I was startled a bit.  But I stood there despite.
I heard it again, a voice from the bluest.
It sounded so small… it sounded so truest.

Then off just beyond my shoes and my laces….
I spotted there…just off twenty paces.
On the wings of a bush, so wispy and fine…
Stood a little seedling and it started to whine.

“I’m going to do it… I’m jumping from here.
I shall sail on the wind and I’ll do it… No Fear.
I’m the seediest seed, on this dried up old limb.
So while the sun’s still up….. I”ll go before dim.”

It seems that I waited to know what to say…
But that seed spread it wings and it floated away.
High to sky on the heaven’s good breath.
I was back all alone…. just after it left.

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I thought it best… at that point….. to continue walking.  I am keeping this one to myself.

“Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen.”   —   Johann Wolfgang von Goethe