I came across this poem the other week and it defines how I feel about reading to my children in a simple way. We end each day with stories and read during the day. The imagination of a child is a beautiful thing and reading books helps their imagination.
The Reading Mother
I had a Mother who read me things
That wholesome life to a child's heart brings
Stories that stir with an upward touch.
Oh that every Mother were such!
You may have tangible wealth untold.
You may have caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be.
I had a mother who read to me.
~ Strickland Gillilan
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