Everything made in my kitchen is made with love ,
with a little sugar and spice from above ,
gentle caressing and knead ,
when there’s cooking in the kitchen you can absolutely feel the heat,
the ovens turned on and burners are lit,
the loaves in the pan are a perfect fit,
with a little of that and a little of this ,
I knows everything’s ready when I hear that satisfying hiss,
the kettle is hot and the coffee is done,
The bread is ready to come out of the oven and put on the cutting board made of wood,
all rested and smelling oh so good ,
Ready to be sliced through and through ,
in my kitchen the only thing missing is you
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Author:
BlessedbyGod (
Online)
- Published: June 19th, 2025 20:23
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a fun little piece that I quite enjoyed writing and sharing with you all
- Category: Unclassified
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