Say a little cheer for me

Dr. Seuss is the best rhymer of all time. Who would think to rhyme "deft" and "left"?

As in: "Just never forget to be dexterous and deft and never mix up your right foot with your left."

I was talking with my friend Cindy Lou Who this morning via text message. She is in a particularly difficult, useless place that Dr. Seuss rhymes about: the waiting place.

You know, that excruciatingly painful spot where nothing seems to be happening -- at least not to you. It comes in stages of your life.
Just after college.
Pregnancy.
Before and after surgery.
When you have one or more kids under the age of five.

As much as you long for accomplishment and activity, there you are --
"Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting."

A rhyme seems to make it more beareable.

When things get kind of bluesy-foggy, we make up a little cheer -- a stupid rhyme that's not even close to Dr. Seuss poetry.

If you're lucky, you might get a birthday cheer like this one for Meg's birthday:

Shake your pom poms and be a Meg Turner fan
She married the son of a preacher man
Everyone knows she's a gorgeous creature
But her smile is her very best feature
She loves a party, you know she's a hottie
And everything she wears flatters her body
Meg Meg Meg Meg
Love Love love Love Love

Or a cheer to help you through law school exams:
Prince Peter the first deserves a toast.
He's the son-in-law so it's right to boast.
He's a guy with looks and brains
Who never ever gives us pains.
So here's a tip for the graduate hubby:
Live a good life and never get tubby.

Oh well. It's better than a greeting card by Anonymous.

"So...
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,
you're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way!"

Thanks for the cheer, Dr. S!