Day 14 of Write a Poem a Day Month:
A quiet Sunday morning
Punctuated with crisped sausages
And pancakes drowned in syrup.
A second cup of coffee
Poured to enjoy with yesterday’s paper
That we were “too busy” to read.
A lovely start to a day that promises not stay quiet~
But the tranquility has not been broken
Do you find your bliss as the day breaks?