A Golden Discovery

I smelled something warm and buttery from across the kitchen floor. It took a bit of waddling and climbing up a wooden chair, but I finally made it onto the counter. Right there next to the shiny metal toaster was a small ceramic plate. A warm piece of toast with a big melting pool of butter in the middle was waiting for someone... maybe me. I reached out with both hands and took a tiny, crunchy corner bite. So crisp, so warm. I think I'm going to sit right here until every last crumb is gone.