I'm Looking for a Purple Pen
One of my favourite things to do is to browse at a stationery store.
Now that the ink on my purple pen has run out, it is an excuse to have a visit for a spot of shopping (if you can call it that, for I am a woman with few needs).
Which reminds me of this poem somehow. For some reason I cannot find it via google.
It originated from Japan, pretty famous. Which irks me because I don't know how to look for it.
About life being simple and wonderful, how the poet need no more than a bowl of miso soup a day to make him contented. Please help me look for this poem!
Back to the purple pen. Shopping day later @ the stationer's. For the purple pen 😂
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