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 fighting naps to begging for sleep

From enjoying books to analyzing

I said once, "I love the rhymes"

But those rhymes faded with the times

Tell me, does the glee fade too?

Here's your answer.