Sausage McMuffin
I still haven’t finished my breakfast sandwich.
Now it’s cold.
Do you know a cold sausage McMuffin?
A ten year old memory.
Crusty, no longer soft.
Just dry and crumbly.
Congealed grease
Little blobs sitting there staring at me.
I don’t remember what I was doing ten years ago.
Maybe writing a poem.
No matter.
What matters
is today.
No, not today.
What matters is this moment.
A deep breath.
Soft fur.
A loving joke.
I take today,
this moment,
and toss rest away.
Exactly what I would expect from my younger self. Nice poem.
Thank you. 🙂
‘I take today, this moment and toss rest away’ What a great line and ending. I love the switch from a breakfast sandwich to morning thoughts. Nice work!
Oh, thank you.
Love it! I know what I’m not having for breakfast tomorrow.
Hee. Hee.
lovely!!!!
Thank you!
Love it!
Thank you!