Breakfast For You Momma

Sit back dear Momma
Pillows plumped, light down low, I say
Be warm and snuggled in
For breakfast's on its' way

Buttered croissant just for you
A pot of favorite tea
Flowers pretty for your hand
All from the heart of me

So wake up, momma,
Love today is knocking at your door
Knock-knock, stay right there
Your tea I've come to pour

Love you always momma dear
for sure
that's what everyday is for

~*~

Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © June 2011
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry From The Heart

Her children rise up
and bless her.
~Proverbs 31:28~