Favorites sometimes demand a repost. I love this one which I wrote at an earlier time.
For the original on which I am commenting and which William Carlos Williams wrote, click here. It is called “This is just to say.”
Chapter 1: I am obsessed with the clouds in the sky, sometimes fluffy, usually ephemeral, they keep me grounded as the river and the buildings across the river, the bridges, and the helicopters never do.