Therapy Bits

Enjoying rice crispies at dawn feels right,
As snap and crackle dance around my spoon,
Their gentle pop awakens soft delight.

I watch the milk turn bright beneath the swoon,
Their gentle pop awakens soft delight,
A morning chorus humming its sweet tune.

The kitchen warms beneath that mellow rune,
A morning chorus humming its sweet tune,
While simple joys drift slowly into view.

I savor moments quiet, pure, and new,
While simple joys drift slowly into view,
Each crisp a spark that stirs my resting mind.

I breathe in peace the day has yet to find,
Each crisp a spark that stirs my resting mind,
As snap and crackle dance around my spoon.

I breathe in peace the day has yet to find,
Enjoying rice crispies at dawn feels right,
I savor moments quiet, pure, and new,
Their gentle pop awakens soft delight.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 15, 2025 |