The world would be silent, not a sound

You’d be alone, no one around

There’d be nothing to worry about

No problems and zero doubt

Your breakfast would be filling

The French Toast would leave you grinning

And the whipped cream would satisfy you

The cup of jasmine tea would gratify you

After your filling breakfast, you’d write

You’d create characters that give you pride

You’d tap away on your keyboard

As the rain outside would pour

The jasmine tea would warm your hands

And you’d be so so glad