Cinnamon swirled
air mingled with sugar dusted
cake pops, sprinkled pink.

Youthful eyes taste and
grasping fingers unwrap in
Christmas-like delight.

Deep hum drum, drumming
conversations, smell mellow
against youthful cheer.

This earthly backdrop
providing tarnished silver
wisdom-filled lattes.

Yet… wonder-filled joy
oversteps wisdom, asking
for tall “sky-high” chairs

Looking down upon
low voices, scented amber,
bliss eats a cake pop.

Words and Image by Magical Normal Life