There is only one way to start the day.
A cup of joe for some, but I
Love eating blueberry pancakes for my display.
Sitting on the porch, listening to the birds cry,
Eating my fresh blueberry pancakes.
The birdsong of nature amidst sunrise is special.
Birds chirp, chickens crow and bock,
cows mooing, it’s essential.
Those noises warm my heart like a fisherman on a dock....
