Coffee, Biscuits and me

I have come to adore weekends more

A tiny vacation, a pause to explore

Late mornings, breakfast's missed 

Recovering from the week's to-do list 

 A Slow reset, I pack my bag

Gearing up so the new week won't drag

My taste buds crave, demanding a lot

 I resist steady, like a plant in its pot

 I spend the longest minutes with my family 

Soothing a homesickness that feels uncanny

I scroll, I read, I sip on coffee

Biscuits beside me lost in a Quiet glee

Such is an adult's weekend rite

Ordinary hours, yet full of insight 

Maynna Pandey