The past week has been . . . difficult (to say the least) here on the East Coast. And lots of people will be recovering for quite a long time. And Election Day is tomorrow. Lots of tension. I wanted to provide a very brief respite with a light-hearted food poem. I came across this poem on Google+ today — like reacquainting with an old friend. It brought a smile to my face, and I hope it does the same for you.

This Is Just To Say
By William Carlos Williams

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold