This will be a little unusual…. its a poem I wrote in high school. I just found it, and I love it. Enjoy.
I want three pancakes, no two pancakes,
No….. I can’t wait to visit Grana,
Afterwards we leave, we get pancakes.
Dad said that Grana won’t be around for long, and
That the time spent with her is
Precious like the fluffiness of a pancake
We sit at her couch… and
She sits at the other couch, She talks once and a while, and Dad smiles and talks
Once and a while too
And then after, I put Blueberry syrup, on Blueberry Pancakes, which is a whole lot of blue.
Dad says that Grana won’t be around for long,
And he promised we would eat blueberry pancakes