How Discovering Shel Silverstein Changed my Life as an Adult

Hint: I will not mention “The Giving Tree”

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I went to find the pot of gold
That’s waiting where the rainbow ends.
I searched and searched and searched and searched

It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine at last,
What do I search for now?

She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by,
And never knew.

Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me —
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.

My skin is kind of sort of brownish
Pinkish yellowish white.
My eyes are greyish blueish green,
But I’m told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish blondish brown,
But it’s silver when it’s wet.

And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.

Writer, singer and product manager living and dreaming in San Francisco.

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