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Breakfast was dad’s cheesy eggs
that was the urgent request
when I posed the question
of what they wanted to eat.
And, that meant a helper,
for every step of the way,
after the footstool entered the kitchen
plopped right in front of me…
breaking the eggs,
taking the shells from the bowl,
(mix, repeat)
wiping the counter, cleaning the floor,
mixing the eggs, cleaning the counter,
adding the cream, stirring vigorously
making the eggs in the skillet,
Shanequa and me
after the long, slow waking,
Disney in bed late Saturday morning,
with stuffed animal friends
sharing the bed, the fun
Cheesy eggs coming up!

May 25, 2008 12:39am

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