Entitled "Soggy Cereal Saturdays"

The birds chirp on Saturday morning

Soft on my soul like those buttermilk pancakes

There is excitement flowing through my veins

As I sit in the comfort of this big living room

Turning on our little TV

Letting my imagination run wild like the African plains

Grabbing the biggest bowl

I mix my two favorite cereals

Half kind hearted half imagination

Or should I say fruity pebbles and Lucky charms

Now that my mountainous masterpieces finished

I wait for the color to bleed into the canvas making my taste buds come alive

As I mix and mix

Stirring endlessly

I finally reap the benefits of my labor

As I intake this soggy bowl of Saturday goodness

All seems right in my world

Even if it is just for a few minutes

Oh what simple things can bring a Black Boy joy