Thursday, March 25, 2010

March 25

by Shel Silverstein

No one's hangin' stockings up,
No one's bakin' pie.
No one's lookin' up to see
A new star in the sky.
No one's talkin' brotherhood,
No one's givin' gifts.
And no one loves a Christmas tree
On March the twenty-fifth.


Barbra Stephens said...

You can often tell what is on a poets mind by what he writes. It's the same for an artist by what he or she draws...often times no one ever thinks to ask but we appreciate their work just the same.
We remember it later through the joyous, hard, or difficult times.
Everything has a season, doesn't it?
I pray for safe, happy, and kind changes though school's seasons....

Deborah (Teach Preschool) said...

I love Shel Silverstein but I hope this doesn't represent how you feel right now:)

Dan Gurney said...

Hi, Deborah—

Oh, no!

Actually, I manage (as best I can) to keep the Christmas spirit alive all year long. In fact, the kids in my kindergarten actually mentioned Santa Claus among themselves on March 25, bringing the lie to Shel's poem. I like to sing Christmas songs way out of season. Jingle Bells in June, that sort of thing.

I posted this to remind people to do things to prove the poem wrong. So, go out there and do something like Scrooge did on Xmas morning!

Dan Gurney said...

Hi, Barbra. With a name like Shel Silverstein, one might imagine he didn't celebrate Christmas in his household, I don't know, but.... this could explain his poem.

Barbra Stephens said...

Lol.I think Shel would be flattered we are getting so cerebral over his poem. I have a lot of his work-love his art, too. He has a .com site I found.