A Letter To - - -

“Richer than I you will never be-I had a mother who read to me.”  - Strickland W. Gillilan (The space for the poet’s name in my title is left empty so you can try to guess who I am writing about!) Myriads of poems I have read in my time online or in fine books of literature. I’m partial to many - from free verse to rhyme. For me, less complex has the greater allure. Thus, thinking about to whom I’d attribute my love for well-metered and rhymed poetry, I realized to whom I ought to pay tribute: the one who influenced me from my infancy! Though some may say she was silly or trite, the words of this poetess stay in the head of the child whose parent reads with delight from her pages of rhyme as they lie in bed. I doubt there is no other poet we know whose poems are repeated in more quantity than she who enabled verses to flow from the tongues of small children so easily. Here’s to the poet unlike any other, creating her stories and rhymes all in fun to teach to her children -this wonder mother *consisted of many! She was not just one! And here’s to us all, who are rhymers at heart. Of those who hate rhyme, I might well deduce . . . . if read to at all, they did not get their start from the nursery rhymes of dear Mother Goose! *. . . it is generally thought the name (Mother Goose) originated around the 17th century. . as an “everywoman/mother” name to assign as the author of so many tales and rhymes that mothers the world over have been telling their children throughout history. http://www.todayifoundout.com/index.php/2013/04/who-was-the-real-mother-goose/