In the kitchen’s warm embrace, we begin our art,
With flour and sugar, we play our part.
Measuring, blending, with care and delight,
Creating magic in the soft morning light.

Whisking eggs, folding dough, a rhythmic beat,
The scent of vanilla, oh so sweet.
Butter melting, golden and bright,
A symphony of flavors taking flight.

The oven hums, a gentle song,
Baking dreams, where they belong.
Rising bread, cookies that cheer,
A taste of love, bringing joy near.

With each creation, a story unfolds,
In the heart of the kitchen, a love that holds.
Baking together, memories we weave,
In every bite, a piece of us we leave.