you like her cupcakes.
all dozen of them.
each iced perfectly,
both vanilla and chocolate,
how warm and nice
they are in their
soft little paper cups.
baked just for you.
she knows you already.
what sweets you like,
with a smile and an oven
she's baked you into
her life.
Sunday, May 3, 2015
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