Breakfast at Nana's

*Excerpt from my children's poetry collection 

Sleepy eyes and the swish of slippers
Tea cups clattering as coffee brews
Bacon sizzling while eggs are flipping
Place settings have been placed

A dish here a plate there
this fork that spoon
Oh wait here's yet a teeny tinier spoon

you can use them all

yes you can

oh such fun

A tea cup for me and a saucer for you

Here's a bit of sugar 

Cereal on the side

Grapefruit or berries

So many choices
decisions decisions
It surely doesn't matter

Nana flutters around like a butterfly
Grampy flashes a cheerful smile
His voice carrying a memorable tune
Morning chats and breakfast at nanas                   will always be a delight to me