No Fooling -- It's National Poetry Month!

Just a heads-up to all you poetry lovers out there!  You can find more info at this link.
The first poems I remember hearing, beyond nursery rhymes, were those of A. A. Milne, the author of the Winne-the-Pooh books. It is true, at least for me, that our mother's voice always stays with us: I can hear, in my mind, my mother reading this poem to me. It speaks so much to me of the playfulness and wonder of childhood...
(And it is appropriate for today in the Bay Area -- it rained all night!)

Happiness
 
John had
Great Big
Waterproof
Boots on;
John had a
Great Big
Waterproof
Hat;
John had a
Great Big
Waterproof
Mackintosh --
And that
(Said John)
Is
That.