Morning mist rises,
Fires warm the griddle's heat,
Earthly oats simmer.
//
Eggs sizzle in pan,
Water boils for morning tea,
Air carries aroma.
//
Sipping tea in peace,
Water's warmth brings tranquillity,
Nature's calming touch.
//
Elements combine together,
Breakfast on the table waits
Starting mornings right.
*It wont let me submit this unless there are a hundred words so disregard this paragraph as I'm just trying to meet the requirement for me to be able to submit this without it getting rejected due to the word limit. There is no option available for Haiku submission which is the reason for this paragraph. This is not part of my 4 set Haiku. Thank you.
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