Late late. I'm all foggy-headed.
A constant stream of gate announcements ran through my dreams
Still, I'm here, sharing air space with zillions of other writers, readers and artists.
OK, maybe not a zillion but a whole lot of folk.
A whole lot of folk whose passion is making good books for kids.
I'm so inspired to be in the thick of it.
Here's a link to a good batch of poems about reading, like this one by Arnold Lobel:
Books to the ceiling
Books to the sky
My piles of books are a mile high...
(Complete poem on the web page...)
I think they might help put you in the mood I'm in.