The smell of coffee every morning
Woke me as the day is dawning
Mama busy making breakfast
That to me was always a feast
Getting up tired from a late night
Playing dominoes in candle light
But Mama prepared everything
While she's busy she would sing
That was her way of telling everybody
That breakfast was finally ready
I never knew where she got it from
But everything was tasty and warm
Oh how I miss those good old days
How I miss the gramophone plays
With the sounds of Leonard Cohen
I wish to relive those days again
©lenni-x
L