Crispy Fritters
Crispy Fritters
bakers do it in the oven
only when the heats up
and only then,
do they loving
dough boy expands
his business
pushing it's limits
arriving on time
more dough is rolled
on sheets of white
the heat rises
crispy fritters moaning
time marches on
in heated battle
from top
to bottom
the oven opens
some steam releases
exudes a golden glow
crispy fritters purring
a box of sweets
his treat
together,
... baker's labor of love
connie pachecho
3/15/17
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