In the quiet of the morning light,
The kitchen hums a gentle tune,
Flour dances in delicate flight,
As dreams begin to softly bloom.

Butter melts in golden streams,
Mixing with sugar’s sweet embrace,
A symphony of whispered dreams,
Creating warmth in every space.

Eggs crack open, secrets unfold,
Their yolks a sunlit melody,
Blended with care, stories retold,
In every swirl, a memory.

Baking, a craft of love and art,
Patience, hope, and tender grace,
Each loaf and cake, a beating heart,
In every bite, a warm embrace.