In the quiet dawn, the kitchen hums,
As flour dances with the gentle breeze.
Sugar sprinkles like morning sun,
Together they craft sweet symphonies.
Eggs crack with a soft, tender grace,
Butter melts in a golden stream.
Each stir, a promise of warm embrace,
A baker’s world in a waking dream.
The oven’s warmth, a comforting glow,
Cradling dough in a fiery embrace.
Aromas rise, like tales of old,
Filling the air with tempting grace.
Love kneaded in every fold,
Patience baked into every crust.
A sacred art, this story told,
In each bite, a simple trust.