Chapter 9: bake your heart out
Someone once told me,
“The final ingredient is love.”
I wonder how many other feelings
Go in along the way?
Playfulness in peanut-butter,
Curiosity with cocoa,
A touch of anxiety—
Dismissing perfectionism—
With half-chopped pecans.
And hope, again and again.
I hope it’s as good as the plan in my head.
I hope they like it.
I hope it brings much joy.
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