The same old story.
Day after day.
All time for work
No time for play.

And it happened to be
One working night
That my cousins pulled out
A book, to my delight.

"Read us a story!"
They begged and they pleaded
Till I finally gave in
And did what was needed.

It was an old classic
A favorite of mine
Not like the boring books
Or Madeline.

No, this was something different
Nothing totally knew
But a break from the norm
(Something we all want to do)

The author was Seuss
And the story divine
It left me much pining
For a childhood of mine.

Now every time I see them
I read to them with delight
The books that I grew up with
That brought me so much light.

But after some time
It occurred to my brain
That something wasn't right
With my thought train.

And after a while
a while after that
When I woke up the next morning
I saw… a hat.

Immediately I felt him.
His presence in the room
He wouldn't have left it alone.
To face certain doom.

Why he'd come?
I hadn't a clue.
But he was now here
There was nothing I could do.

"Come out!" I hollered
"Don't make me wait!"
It wasn't my favorite thing to do
A rather horrid trait.

Picking up the Hat
I found to my surprise
That if you put it on your head
Then you'll be pulled inside.

I landed with a great big THUMP
Upon the ground my head did bump

And who'd happen to be standing there?
Why the Cat, watching, without a care.

Realizing quickly
I wasn't at home
I got up slickly
And started to roam.

Looking to the Cat
Without much surprise
He took my hand and led me through
A tour, him as my guide.

There was laughter
There were cheers
There were reunions
There were tears.

Somehow
Along the way
I met my childhood
All in one day!

There was Horton, and Gertrude, and that Old Sam
Marco, and Fox in Socks, with Bim and Bam!

And at the head of the table
His creatures around us loose
Was the man that started it all
There was Dr. Seuss.

He spoke to me, "Dear Rachel,
Hard as it may be
You're going to have to grow up
You have the world to see!"

"But I can't leave my childhood!
I can't leave all my friends!"
I protested, and explained.
"Without them, my story's at an end!"

He simply smiled down at me
And patted my little head.
"They're always going to be with you,
Your imagination will never be dead."

I stood there
Simply Thinking
All around me
They were blinking

My answer came
Before I knew
"All right dear Doctor
A deal for you.

"I'll go grow up
And be on my way
But I won't ever
Forget today

"And the creatures I have known
Will never have to walk alone

"For I know girls
Who are simply great
They'll take care of them
Their care is top rate.

"And I'll pass them along
But won't leave them behind
Because they're my friends
As I've come now to find."

The Doctor nodded
and the characters cheered
They'd have children to be with
Not this teen, who's quite weird.

I bowed to the master
And hugged my dear Cat.
"I'm leaving," I said with a tear.
"That is that."

"We'll miss you." He comforted
And everyone crowded 'round
And the room filled up
With everyone's sound.

I led them all over
To the house of my cousins
And presented the characters
In singles and dozens.

And the children, they hugged me
And the parents too.
The characters waved
And they bid me ado.

But I just couldn't do it
I just stood outside
And something inside of me
I fear, had died.

And who came out next?
I bet you know that.
He stepped out of the house
Why that Cat in the Hat.

I looked to him
With a sad sort of smile
And he promised that
He'd be by in a while.

"I can't leave a child."
He said as a start.
"Even if you're grown up
You're a child at heart."

That got to me then
And I hugged him real tight
He hugged me right back
And we both said goodnight.

He went back to the house
And I went back to mine
And I opened a book
And read line after line.

Ignoring the fact
I was in high school
I read about Horton
And McElligot's Pool.

And then I felt better
Just relearning their themes
And I drifted to sweet sleep
And saw them in my dreams.

So what was the point of this?
I'm really not sure
Just a recipe, I think
For the adult blues cure.

For whenever you feel
Awfully sour and blue
And you start to get mad
Just do what I do!

Pick up a Seuss book
Read it all through
And soon your childhood
Will be visiting you!


*is shot for not working on Seussical Bloopers*

Alright, alright, I'm getting back to it! Sorry the top two lines are screwy, it's because of the share bar. I'm getting back to the other stories now! Please read and review.

Peace, Love, and Seuss forever

Em Cabot.