My dads pancakes
are the best
better than
all the rest
They’re so fluffy
and so light
I always eat
every bite
Sometimes I eat
three or four
sometimes maybe
even more
Sometimes strawberries
on the top
I start eating
and just can’t stop
Syrup dripping
off my lips
time to give dad
a great big kiss!
Commentary;
This poem was written on the way to school after a pancake breakfast. Spontaneous collaboration with my daughter.
© D.E.Foote
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