Basic Breakfast
Floating silently aware
Of the place they will enter soon
Willing to go there
By the way of the spoon
Rhyme does not capture an early bird
When they begin to awake
The blaring alarm is too clearly heard
And old dreams you shake
All is cloaked in white milk
To soften the crunching impact
As soothing as your pillow's silk
Welcoming greater tact
Floating silently aware
Of the place they will enter soon
Willing to go there
By the way of the spoon
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