Tea and Pancakes
What a beautiful delight
Tea and Pancakes
Steam drifts like a quiet sigh,
tea swirling amber in a porcelain sky.
A spoon clinks softly, a gentle chime,
marking the unhurried stretch of time.
Pancakes stack like golden moons,
butter melting to soft, sweet tunes.
Syrup drips in lazy trails,
like liquid sun on morning sails.
The world outside can wait a while,
caught in the hush of this fleeting smile.
Tea and pancakes, simple and small,
they are everything, they are all.
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