Cake Days
The cake will come out perfect -
Sliding smoothly out
Of the pan, even on all sides,
Moist and melting
On your tongue. No crumbs
Will get in the frosting as
You ice. People on diets
Will take seconds and hope
No one notices. I promise,
You will have days like this.
The next day, you may burn
The toast, accidentally crack
The egg yolks, the whites
Coming out like rubber, the timing
All wrong, your juice
Glass more than half-empty
Before your plate is
Ready.
But you can
Remember the cake.
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