I know her wish. But, not her heart.
Her rare possession: a mastery of the ageless art.
Art ruled by pans and ovens, mixing and kneading.
And kids shuffling and waiting on whetted appetite,
While stencils shape flour dreams and pink cards.
‘Tis a wedding cake today. She sees beyond
The oven’s heat and makes a wish-
“Eternal love to the couple”. Her pink-dotted
Apron smiles and nods in harmony
Her wish, for all to feel the spirit of baking.
Baking is love, baking is patience. Baking is
The warmth of living and giving. It is the long
Wait of good things to come from life’s oven.
It is smiling with a sweaty face. It is life.
Her wish, for all to perceive the sweetness
From hot pans, and inhale life’s steamy strength
From these hot fresh brownies. If you must, be tipsy
From the near ‘eau de vie’ within her master piece.
‘Tis a birthday cake today
She sees beyond her blisters.
And wishes a lovely birthday
To herself, the love of family and
Paused smile in the family portraits.
White, blue, yellow, green
A mad man taught you his style
The queen forbids this
Fit, fit foolish dress
Toned femurs on the runway
Paris detests fat
Aso oke cat walk
Kente fever rocks the town
The west mix is good