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A Portrait of the Reader with a Bowl of Cereal
by Billy Collins
Every morning I sit across from you
at the same small table,
the sun all over the breakfast things—
curve of a blue-and-white pitcher,
a dish of berries—
me in a sweatshirt or robe,
[Karen here...I'm skipping to the end]:
and you will look up, as always,
your spoon dripping milk, ready to listen.
Go on. Pour the milk and sit down with Billy here, at The Writer's Almanac. Collins is always worth the click.
Amy has the round up at The Poem Farm.