For the Love of Cookies
The oven expels
a heavenly scent
of baked dreams that
float towards my
snow white countenance.
Wise hands callused
from the many endeavors
with this machine
grasp the bamboo spoon
slowly churning the
precious ingredients into a
soon-to-be creamy delight.
deep devotion
fills the space between
mother and daughter
a loved shared and a
tradition kept safe
in the arms of generations.
The oven expels
a heavenly scent
of baked dreams that
float towards my
snow white countenance.
Wise hands callused
from the many endeavors
with this machine
grasp the bamboo spoon
slowly churning the
precious ingredients into a
soon-to-be creamy delight.
deep devotion
fills the space between
mother and daughter
a loved shared and a
tradition kept safe
in the arms of generations.
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