For years I’ve made pancakes
In an electric frying pan
A present from my husband
He was a pancake man
Until just lately, it has been packed away
He’s not around now to enjoy
But now there is Seth, our great grandson
And he’s a hungry little boy
Usually we make eggs with cheese
But I think he tired of them
So last week he was here
I thought what pleases little men
Then I thought of pancakes
And got my trusty griddle out
Haven’t lost my touch I think
When he saw them, I saw a smile sprout
Put some maple syrup on them
On a paper plate for safety
For sometimes he takes his dinner
To where he has his privacy
Well, he gobbled up the pancakes
I watched out of the corner of my eye
He swished each piece of pancake
In the syrup, what a knowing little guy
Now the pan is up and ready
Whenever he may visit
That’s not to much trouble for me
To keep him happy , is it?
Pancakes anyone ?
Seth will be 3 on March 30,
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