This is Just to Say (take II)

This is Just to Say

By: Heather O'Neill

Dear Mum,

This is just to say I forgive you for eating all the plums, the apples, the pears and even drinking the last of the orange juice

I forgive you for emptying dad’s bank account

And for painting stars on our station wagon

Right before you got in and drove away

I forgive you for leaving us without even saying good bye

Your plans were always so sweet so delicious

And so cold

This poem by Heather O'Neill was featured on a This American Life radio show that featured commentary and analysis. I love her version. I find it so raw and beautiful. It's even more moving when you hear her reading it on the the show.

The poem I posted yesterday by William Carlos Williams is the original (an actual note he left for his wife).

photo via the internet