"THIS IS JUST TO SAY...."

These plums, ice-cold from the refrigerator, were my breakfast this morning, along with my coffee.  While enjoying their just-right sourness, I thought of the poem by William Carlos Williams:  (This kind of plum is Serbia's national fruit, used from raw, dumplings, all the way to shitovitz, Serbia's plum brandy.)

THIS IS JUST TO SAY

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 cold