Seuss

I love when poems rhyme It reminds me of a better time I was young, the world was bright Playing house, telling moons goodnight But as I grew, the world grew too They said, "Out with the old, and in with the new" Crayon to pencil, pencil to pen Seuss to Poe to Dickinson From protesting naps to pleading for sleep From enjoying books to analyzing I said once, "I love the rhymes" But those rhymes faded with the times So, tell me, does the glee fade too? Here's your answer.