There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, so just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.
SHEL SILVERSTEINThere are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, so just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.
SHEL SILVERSTEINAnd she loved a boy very, very much- even more than she loved herself.
SHEL SILVERSTEINWhatever you are is all okay. I don’t like you anyway.
SHEL SILVERSTEINNever explain what you do. It speaks for itself. You only muddle it by talking about it.
SHEL SILVERSTEINIf the track is tough and the hill is rough, thinking you can just ain’t enough.
SHEL SILVERSTEINIf you are a dreamer come sit by my fire, for we have some flax-golden tails to spin, come in, come in.
SHEL SILVERSTEINShe 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.
SHEL SILVERSTEINOnce I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understand each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings.
SHEL SILVERSTEINAnd all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.
SHEL SILVERSTEINI keep meeting all the right people at all the wrong places.
SHEL SILVERSTEINI am writing these poems From inside a lion.
SHEL SILVERSTEINSo I’m all of the love that could make it today.
SHEL SILVERSTEINAnd he didn’t really know where he was going, but he did know he was going somewhere because you really have to go somewhere, don’t you?
SHEL SILVERSTEINAre wild strawberries really wild?
SHEL SILVERSTEINWhen the light turns green, you go. When the light turns red, you stop. But what do you do when the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?
SHEL SILVERSTEINI can be somebody’s and still be my own.
SHEL SILVERSTEIN