|Breakfast, 1921, Fernand Leger|
Floats atop sticky pools
Ripe with sweet, hungry smiles
And lips stained blue
From pancake memories
A perfect morning in a mostly imperfect world
~ Written for The Mag!
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mmm...esp if its homemade blueberry syrup....yum....hey i am all about the pancakes...though i like waffles all the more...a little crunch and all those crannies...ReplyDelete
Yep... I use to put fresh blueberries on top of my pancakes! Such great memories and fun mornings.Delete
very tasty indeed....thanks for sharing your wordsReplyDelete
Your very welcome! I was getting hungry for pancakes just writing it. Thanks for stopping by!Delete
This makes me feel good, Dana, thanksReplyDelete
Your welcome and Thank you for coming by to read!Delete
Blue stained lips ... I remember when we giggled over them, so many kid years ago.ReplyDelete
Yep! It was blueberry love!Delete
I knew I would love the rest after reading 'Buttered happiness' and I do. Lovely yummy write!ReplyDelete
Now I'm thinking about blueberry pancakes, rich syrup, and a loving smile ;-)ReplyDelete
buttered happiness is sweet.ReplyDelete
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