In the morning light, the dough awakes,
A gentle rise, a soft embrace.
Yeast and flour in tender play,
Crafting warmth for a brand new day.

Golden crust with stories to tell,
Of hands that knead, of time that swells.
In every slice, a whispered tune,
A melody born of sun and moon.

The humble loaf, a daily grace,
On wooden boards, it finds its place.
A simple joy, a shared delight,
In every crumb, a love ignites.

Through ovens’ warmth and bakers’ care,
Bread becomes a bond to share.
In every bite, the world feels small,
United by the bread for all.