The plate dropped and shattered to the ground When her poor husband was finally found.
The breakfast that she had so lovingly prepared Was a special one that they always shared.
She made pancakes and eggs and coffee and more, But breakfast just wouldn’t be the same anymore.
She ran past the glass and dropped down to her knees. She wanted him back, though she knew he was at ease.
So she sat there, and with him she laid, Totally forgetting the special breakfast she made.