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Toast popped up, a little burned
Coffee swirled and slowly turned
Morning papers left unread
Crumbs like stories never said
Every small and simple bite
Feels like daybreak done just right
Breakfast table, quiet scene
Clumsy moments in between
Every sip and every taste
Writes the morning not to waste
Jam spilled out, the spoon too full
Honey dripped, the sunlight pulled
Nothing perfect, nothing neat
Still the mess feels soft and sweet
Even flaws can feed the day
In their own delicious way
Breakfast table, quiet scene
Clumsy moments in between
Every sip and every taste
Writes the morning not to waste
If the sugar falls aside
Let the sweetness still reside
Little chaos, gentle art
Breakfast writes a humble start
Breakfast table, quiet scene
Clumsy moments in between
Every sip and every taste
Writes the morning not to waste
So let the morning set its place
Breakfast leaves a gentle trace.
