You. I'm reading a short excerpt. I'm sorry. Excerpt from a poem. A book of poetry by Yevgen Yevgenki Yevtoshenko, who is one of my favorite poets. And this being Poetry Month, I thought I would read this excerpt from his poem. The poem is called Our Mother's Depart. Our mothers depart from us gently on tiptoe. But we sleep soundly, stuffed with food, and fail to notice this bread dread hour