I used to sit and listen By: Myra R. Labay To somebody as they read Oh, please tell me where things are. I’d look at every picture Where is the clock that alarms like a cock? On the pages they read. Where is the pan where I heat my bun? Where is the frame of my Mama Dame? I think that picture is important Where is the wig that I’ll give to Dig? Because I can feel what they read Here they are, here they are! By looking at the picture Look around and find where they are. I know what the story is. The clock is above the cabinet so it won’t But now that I am in first grade be wet. The pan is below the stove just beside the I’m collecting a lot of books chef’s glove. Still with pictures of poem, stories The frame is above the TV where everyone And other books can see. Now that I can read The wig is below the dresser so you can see it closer. I don’t just look at the pictures Put things in order so you can see them I now can talk with them better. Because it’s fun reading and imagining Time will not be wasted in looking for the The characters in my books things you wanted.