I know this is super late, but I completely spaced it last thuraday. So here is my late blog and I apologize for it taking so long. Last week we read and studied a little of William Carlos Williams work, "This Is Just to Say." We then wrote a parody of the poem. Here is mine:

I have lost
the photos
that were in
the drawer

And which
you were probably
keeping
for memories

Forgive me
they were beautiful
so bright
and so bold

This poem to me actually had meaning. A friend of mine lost her mother to pancreatic cancer 3 years ago when she was only 17. She had lots of pictures saved on her computer of her, almost the only pictures of her mother that she did have. But when her computer got a virus she gave it to her father who is a computer programmer to fix it. In fixing it he was unaware that there was anything of such importance as the pictures of her late mother on the computer. He deleted her entire hard drive. My friend was devestated by her loss.
In my poem I made the narrator her father speaking to her. I changed the computer to a drawer just because i believed a computer would not sound right and I believe making it more genuine sounding is more important than using the actual object. And because her mother was beautiful, bright, and bold she will not have a problem remembering her mother, even without the majority of her pictures.