Staring Out Of the Window

I spy the place of my birth,
I can follow the water to where I grew up,
Where my bridges stand proud.
A light tapping reminds me this is work
I wish they would finish so I can escape

Ive planned my pancake menu
No shapes or letters required
No children to indulge
The recipe from the cub leader or the healthier winter protein oat pancakes
Ones you can toss and the other by a .......