A Cup of Porridge

Let’s try our food of delight, to the warmth that it brings up. In a world of simple comforts, it’s the nourishment that always makes us feel all right...

In the chilly winter time, 

as  the beam of light starts to rise,
I fill a cup with warmth and flavor,

trading nourishment for sighs.
A simple bowl of food,

with a sprinkle of delight,
It’s more than just a meal,

it’s a taste that feels just alright.

A cup of porridge, 

steaming hot,
Each spoon stirs the memories of -

the care I’ve got.
Simple pleasures,

 in a world that moves so fast,
In this cup of porridge, 

I find my tasteful joy.

Grandma’s recipe inspired,

with a dash of pumpkin,
Stirring in the flavors,

a taste of my type.
The ingredients blend together,

like a cozy, warm embrace,
In every bite I savor,

I can feel my worries fade.

So let the clock keep ticking, 

let the world rush on by,
I’ll take my time with every spoon,

savoring each high.
For in this moment, 

feel a bit full, 

I find my energy anew,
In a cup of porridge,

there’s a world made just for you.

So here’s to all the mornings, 

with a bowl of enrichment.
In a cup of porridge,

I won't feel exhausted.
Let’s try our food of delight,

to the warmth that it brings up,
In a world of simple comforts,

it’s the nourishment,

that always makes us feel all right..

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