snuggled in terracotta muslin and striped linen sheets
Cooper and I sit
to read an old story about Benjamin Franklin.
Something about him inspires me
maybe it was his pen-name
Mrs. Silence Dogood
secretly printing his writing in his brother’s newspaper.
Or maybe it was his creation of
Poor Richard’s Almanack
the witty calendar
with sound bits of advice.
My heart sparks with imaginative ideas
glowing embers of possibility.
Maybe one day I’ll find a pen-name of
my own…