Giggling along the way,
they tiptoe with a laden tray.
Surprise! Breakfast in bed,
the quintessential treat for mums.
Crispy toast and scrambled eggs,
they balance on her nightgowned legs.
Good deed done, away they run,
and leave her with the crumbs.
Absolute perfection!
ReplyDeletewow! love it!
ReplyDeleteSweetness pours from each and every word!!!!!
ReplyDeleteVery cute, I can hear the giggles and how proud they felt....nice magpie..bkm
ReplyDeleteWell written, I can hear the giggles as the make their way to the bedroom.
ReplyDeleteevery line, every detail of it just makes me smile.. we need more poems like this to brighten the horizon!
ReplyDeleteHow true this sounds! Wonderful, wonderful!
ReplyDeleteLove it, you got a pleasant giggle out of me. I could see it all.
ReplyDeleteVery cute - particularly straight after reading No. 64 - Martin's steamy piece. Does that happen often in your house - never in mine sadly.
ReplyDeleteHow do you do this??? You are amazing!!!! Excellent Magpie T! :o)
ReplyDeleteCute, Positive approach. Something i need to learn...Just love your words. Mine is at the other extreme...
ReplyDeleteSuch a happy poem. Great Magpie! :)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem...wonderful memory...perfect Magpie!!! :-)
ReplyDeleteGreat Magpie, I love your take on the theme.
ReplyDeleteSo glad that this was happy..
ReplyDeletebetween the giggles and the crumbs...perfection!
Actually, I had to imagine this one. My guys are more likely to cook dinner for me. But they are still sweet, just like all your comments. Thanks!
ReplyDeletelaughing and smiling tale,
ReplyDeletecute and enjoyable!
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Sweet!
ReplyDeleteVery enjoyable and sweet. Can't wait for that day... minus the crumbs
ReplyDeletecharming and sweet! I remember those days-both being the child and the "Mum"!
ReplyDeleteAww. Fun days. I miss them.
ReplyDeleteLoved it!
ReplyDeleteNice! Mine could never surprise me...they're much too loud! I like where you took this magpie.
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