Milk and a biscuit. A poem.

Inspired by the night time ritual with my children.

“A glass of milk, alone, is a splendid treat. A biscuit, solo, tastes oh so sweet. There must have been a time when milk and biscuit were sister and brother because when taken together they complement one another. Just before bed they can help you sleep.”

It’s a bit weak. I’ll revisit it next week.

Published by Funandfamily

Some musings on my family and my interests.

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