Sweet Things.

1. Remember about ten years ago, when Oprah had to live in Texas for, like, six months, while she was the defendant in a massive trial because on her TV show she said, "Beef is gross"? and then the cattle industry was like, "Oh no, she is going to cost us millions of dollars! LAWSUIT!" Remember that?

Well, listen, I don't want that to happen with me and honey. I love honey, and I want the world to know it. Now that I have thirty-two followers (THIRTY TWO??? That's the power of the Rat!), I need to be responsible about the fact that this blog is becoming very influential. ;)

To wit: I love honey. Look at my cute little honey bear! I use it all the time on my peanut butter toast. So what if it's puke--bad with the good, and all that. I'll keep using honey. So we're clear, I've got mad respect for honey bees.

"My love is a hundred pitchers of honey." --Jack Gilbert, Phenomenal Poet

"That sounds very sticky." --Kendall

2. Sweet Poems by Japanese School Children (as pinned to my office door):
(to clarify: the poems are pinned to the office door. Not the children.):

If I Were an Ant
Suppose I were an ant.
I'd be lazy
for sure.
And
I wouldn't save my food--
I'd eat lots.

--Hitomi Takesi, Third Grade

Sunset Sky
Mom--
the sunset sky is pretty, isn't it?
The crows are eating it.
Mmmm, they say.
Delicious!
But just
a little
sour.

--Igarashi Yuko, Kindergarten

Crow
A crow is pitch black.
You can't see where its eyes are.
A big one look likes
a flying sushi roll.
A very big one looks like
a flying garbage bag.

--Aoki Suguru, Third Grade

Dream
I had a dream
that a ghost appeared
and ate me up.
But then
my sister
ate the ghost.
My sister
is incredible.

--Shimaoka Kotaro, First Grade

Beautiful, right?

Poetically,
Kendall