Poem in Pocket Day

When I see Tweets like this

I smile.

I think of my own poems

Shared quietly yesterday,

Poem in Your Pocket Day

Poems of Purple Cows

"I'm sure that's my favorite poem."

Smiling, lovingly tucked into pockets

First graders at the beginning 

Of long literacy journeys

Poems of Dreams

"What day is this?"

Grad students not sure,

Yet, smiling,

Placed in a pocket, notebook, backpack

For the long journey ahead.

 NEVER saw a Purple Cow,

I never hope to see one;

But I can tell you, anyhow,

I'd rather see than be one.

Read more at http://www.poetry-archive.com/b/the_purple_cow.html#SCJ5rXhqV9Ud567m.99

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow. 

Langston Hughes