Waffles

Waffles - Sunday night supper Butter melting yellow in the Crispy, tiny square pockets, Sweet maple syrup and fat sausages, Glow of lamplight flickering On dining room window panes And the warm glow of family Gathered in happy chatter. Waffles for breakfast with Softened butter, cinnamon sugar, Or strawberry jam, freshly made. Morning-hungry family with Plates proffered, everyone clamoring For “more waffles, please, And don’t forget the sausages!” Bathing suit clad, stoking up For a fun-filled day at the beach. Waffles, the best comfort food, Warm and oozing with sweetness A counter for your misery When you’re in bed with the measles And can’t go outside to play. Waffles hot from the iron Or popped up from the toaster – No matter, just keep them coming!