You may not have realized it’s National Poetry Month.
“What does this mean to me?” you may be asking yourselves. Or you may already be making plans to celebrate. Who knows?
Probably Poetry Month isn’t something we all think a lot about, but maybe it should be. Where would greeting cards be without those cute little poetic sayings inside them? They’d be pretty plain!
And what kind of songs would we have if they didn’t rhyme? Again, pretty plain!
What about those cute advertising jingles we can’t get out of our heads? A lot of them are in verse. Maybe you wouldn’t actually classify them as a poem but many of them do rhyme or have some sort of special rhythm to them.
I wonder who was the caveman or woman or other speaking person that first came up with something poetic to say. Sometimes my doggy almost has a look about him that makes me think he’s thinking deep poetic thoughts so maybe it was some young pup in love.
So are you beginning to see what poetry does mean to us after all? Now that I think about it, I’m glad we have poetry in our lives! I wish I had some sort of nice little poem to share with you right now, but I’m afraid you’re going to have to find your own.