When I was young, my beloved Aunt Jo gave us The Tall Book of Make-Believe. It is a perfectly wonderful book of stories and poems, illustrated by Garth Williams. We wore it out, literally reading it to pieces.
When my children were young, Aung Jo sent them a Tall Book, as well. Here is one of my favorite poems. Unlike most of my discourses, it is short and sweet.
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When I Grow Up", by Marchette Chute.
When I grow up, I'll carry a stick and be very dignified, I'll have a watch that will really tick, My house will be tall and made of brick, And no one will guess that it's just a trick, And I'm really myself inside.
I recently turned fifty-five. I have the stick, but rarely carry it. I have the watch, and carry it every day (can't stand a wrist-watch). My house is pretty tall, but no bricks. I don't know whether the trick is working, because I'm not always very dignified. Somebody might guess that I'm really myself inside. Maybe I'll be more dignified when I grow up.