The maple trees have formed an arch
That leads us to our room and bed;
A quaint old house from 1910,
With yellowed photos, quilted spread,
And pancakes stacked on pancakes when
We rise from wonder in the night,
A perfect sweetness in our mouths
Like love that knows when to be
Light
This was a wonderful read! To me, it speaks about feeling totally safe, in an unquestionable way. Easy and light, yes!
I wonder if Cool Whip would taste good on pancakes? 🤔
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