Pastry
All night thinking, drafting, writing down and scratching out
All morning carefully crafting, shaping, baking and re-baking
My masterpiece of the week
Summertime is freedom
Freedom to try and try again
A time to express and create
The earth shares it’s bounty
And it’s my turn to be bountiful
Sweet, tart, a hint of salt
Not too dry, perfectly crisp and flaky
Still warm from the oven
Fragrant with the fruit I so carefully manipulated
My joy and passion all in one simple pastry
Perfection on a sunny afternoon
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