10 July 2026, 7.43AM

Breakfast is chill
Sitting in the still
The last whispers of night hanging on until
Daylight creeps in through the kitchen window

As Mummy and S take their rest,
We breakfast in pyjamas
Weetbix with cranberries and bananas

Just the two of us
Chewing in silence
Making faces

Precious morning moments to start the day
I wouldn’t have it any other way

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