Breakfast

Milk that gave me a white upper lip

Lips that kissed my cheek goodbye

Lips that tried to mend mistakes

Cream and water separated if left long

The orange juice left me sticky hands

Hands calloused from working

Hands that left me every week

Leftover juice tasted sour instead of sweet

Eggs and bacon made a happy face

The face I missed and saw once a week

Face that I shared my features with

The eggs’ yolk exploded, bacon turned black

Coffee with sugar dance in my nose

Nose that didn’t remember your smell

The sugar got to the bottom of the mug

Leaving the bitter at the surface

The most important meal for the day

A lunch meant for three, only one plate placed

I greeted momma Good Morning on Mondays

Didn’t hear her Good Night until Sundays