First Reading

First Reading

My first reader let me see one picture and one word,
I saw the picture said the word, and so my heart was stirred.
Another picture, another word, and then another too.
And before I even knew it, I was reading just like you.

Well, maybe not like you, but I was really trying,
A child’s first reading, was of single words and sighing.
But as I added more and more, the single words made five,
And then I read a phrase or two, and then words came alive.

A sentence next made sense to me, the words all told a tale.
And when my aunties wrote a card, I could now read the mail.
The more I read, the more I loved the very joy of reading,
It made a child’s mind roam free, to fantasies proceeding.

First reading was important, it set me up for good,
It gave this child a flying start, and showed me that I could,
Take my mind on fancies, and set my spirit free.
First reading stirred my thinking, showed me what I could be.

© 2010 Dick Underwood

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