Sunday morning got me feeling yellow under the rays of rainbow window .
Woken up to a singing pot , that sings a song of sunflower and breeze .
The cold sheets reminds me of ,
Cancelled plans and empty book stores and tiring Monday mornings and rainy dull days ,
But as a warm embrace came around my shoulders , it changed the mood from old days to new .
Where there was tea time and pancakes under the sun kisses .
Came very gently with a smell of coffee toffee around my Icebouned ear blew a thermal breath as I can only hear " love I made tea , will you eat breakfast with me ? "
{M}.