by Yuval Hecht30 Jan 2020
I want you in the morning, afternoon, and night,
the smell of you is all over the house,
the time gets slower by the minute,
and I can wait to see the green light.
Every few minutes, I think of you
if you are well,
in good hands,
you are the only thing that I ever knew.
Dear chocolate cake,
you will never get old,
you will always be my favorite even when I am 90 years old.
You are the reason why I love to bake.