I’ll start us off with a popular poem by Robert Hayden that was introduced to me by one of my favourite professors in college. We both shared a deep interest in family life and love languages.
i'm a real sentimental, nostalgic person so the idea of finding meaning in the winter sun or being moved by the way the light falls is very familar.
(the analysis i wrote on this poem made my literature teacher cry)
Seriously it’s like my favorite part to finish the ice cream and then find a little treat at the end. Whoever thought of adding that made my life more fun!
