The Tower of Pancakes

It started small, a Sunday plan
A little butter, a steady hand
One short stack for comfort's sake
Then two, then three, another bake
The kitchen filled with maple air
And something whispered, build it there
So I stacked my peace on porcelain
And reached again, again, again

Oh, the tower of pancakes, rising slow
Higher than reason, higher than woe
The neighbors stared, the syrup shined
And still I stacked, and lost my mind

The roof gave shade, but not enough
I took it out when skies were rough
A ladder leaned, the sun grew proud
I built my hope into the cloud
Children pointed, firemen came
Their helmets gold, their laughter tame
Ma'am, they said, please stop the climb
But pancakes listen more than time

Oh, the tower of pancakes, tender and tall
A monument made to nothing at all
I flipped my fears, I spread my grace
One more layer to fill the space

Birds came to watch, the syrup dripped
My apron torn, my reason slipped
I swore I'd stop at six stories high
But promise melts beneath the sky
They brought more ladders
I just smiled
Breakfast, love, has gone wild

Oh, the tower of pancakes, golden and wide
A dream too heavy to stay inside
If madness tastes like buttered light
Then let me climb till I touch the night

Now morning waits where I can't see
The tower leans, but not on me
Let it fall, let hunger fade
I built a heaven from what I made