I woke up to the aroma of garlic,
the eggs sizzled and the ladle flicked
the spoons and forks, I heard clink
Outside the weather's great
The sun's just behind the clouds
Not so gloomy, not so bright
It is weekend-
the best day of the week!
I rolled in my bed
wanting to sleep more,
then one by one,
our names were called...
"Breakfast is served!"
I rushed down the stairs,
How happy I am
to see mother's dish
The table's set-
omelette, fried rice
and my favorite...
I fixed myself coffee
Oh, so perfect a morning!
Again she called out
for others still asleep...
That's the last thing I heard
I woke up for real...
P.S.
It was a good dream,
to see and hear her again...