Sunday Brunch: a short poem about family
Sunday Brunch
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Sunday morning
Breakfast grits,
Stumptown Coffee
Bites and sips.
Cream & sugar
on my lips.
Jokes and waffles,
Chicken tits!
Father laughs,
Napkin tap.
Mustache cleaner,
Pancake scraps.
Mother slaps,
my smug smirk.
Syrup on
my favorite shirt!
Sister pokes
and provokes,
as my brothers
start to joke.
Grandma grins
and begins
on when...
my life began!
Sighs and ham.
Laughs & jam.
Sunday brunch,
with the whole Fam-dam!
© 2012 Brian M. Loewer All rights reserved.