A Note or Alarm?

by crobertson

We whispered when you woke up.

We closed the bedroom door where Daddy slept.

We played quietly in the kitchen.

We made pot pie and oatmeal…again.

We shared a cookie.

We danced on our tipi toes.

We made breakfast.

We made a mess.

We cleaned it up.

I wrote a note.

“Daddy, breakfast is ready.”  Love, Brae and Mommy

You gave it to Daddy.

We had breakfast together.

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