Serial Cereal Eater
What better than a bowl, milk, cereal, and a spoon while watching Saturday morning cartoons?
By Rich BurtonPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner
Maybe sometimes linner…
Even for brunch
I get a little hunch…
That I need to find a bowl
I feel it in my soul…
Milk goes right in
Then pick a box, it’s a sneaky sin…
Reese Puffs is my choice
No one will hear my voice…
While I sit, eat, and see
What’s on the TV…
This Saturday morning!
About the Creator
Rich Burton
I’m a mom with crazy boys and I love to be outside playing with them! Whether it’s skiing, climbing, hiking, or playing tag at the park we’re there!
I’ve loved reading and writing my whole life and want to share my enthusiasm with everyone!
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Comments (2)
A beautiful stroll down memory lane, your poem wonderfully depicts the warm nostalgia of Saturday mornings with a bowl of cereal and cartoons!
I am so with you on that. My fave is Honey toasted roasted oats and nuts..not nec in that order. Ode to the delicious cereal...Yeah!