in the soft embrace
of the morning's golden hour,
with tendrils of sunlight
peeking through lace curtains,
savouring the warmth of freshly toasted bread,
each bite a comforting symphony,
a fleeting respite
amidst the gentle hum of awakening,
a tranquil pause
to relish the simple pleasure
of breakfast morning toast.
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RomansaJust a small poetic book for our fragile little hearts.