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the aroma of sweetness
fills my kitchen
pancakes on the griddle
syrup awaits on the table
warmth emits from
a breakfast of fun
batter over the
side of the bowl
he sits on a branch
his head turns to
face me, as if the
scent of goodness
reaches his hunger
I scoop three pancakes
onto my plate
I cut up one for
my morning companion
a meal with one
of God's creatures
allows me to be in
the company of a free
spirit who treasures
my cooking
I feel good and satisfied
my day begins with the
sharing of a yummy meal
the crow is an unusual guest
but I am honored that this
feathered being dines
with a hungry human
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Author Notes
A friend of mine was describing how she shared her pancake
breakfast with a crow in her yard. A poem came to mind.
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