What are Pancakes For

I used  to devour pancake as a child

When you came to my life, cooking pancake

Is the love of a mother to a child.

When you left me in that instance

You’re like the bubbles in the pancake

It disappeared and the steam joined in the clouds

And now, I asked myself what are pancakes

for

When you are no longer there to eat it

When you are no longer there to appreciate

it?

It is bland as the taste of the rain droplets

In my ceiling

But like the dough, I have to stand still

And be strong yet not stiff

I have to glazed it with the sweet memories

And spread a somewhat salty yet creamy butter of surprises

So I could go on with this ordeal

Of losing you.

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One comment

  1. ederline · January 25

    Thanks fellow blogger for liking this piece.

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