My best friend's breakfast. September, 2009Do you have a favorite poem?
Whenever I'm asked this question I think of a very early work of Sylvia Plath's, Jilted. It reminds me of so many of the thoughts I had during my adolescent years. Looking back, those thoughts seem sweet and cute, but back then it was all very serious.
Would you share your favorite poem with me (just post it in the comments section)?
Side note:
Here's wishing you find the perfect light, and when you do, that you happen to be with someone who will pause, put down his fork and knife, and be patient while you work.
But is it work? No, not really.
Enjoy your day.
