Six candles on your birthday cake
We have many more wishes to make
On this day, let there be endless fun
With days of fairy tales creeping in
Toddler to preschooler to schoolgirl
Let the year ahead be more joyful
You are moving ahead with time
I won't get a chance to go back in time
But I swear, to put my greeting in rhyme
I am sure, now you can read and write
Cheer with rainbow colours so bright
From scratches to sketches, you moved on
To draw the figures of your choice
Oh! Saanvi, it is gala time for us to rejoice.
Melissa and Aaron created wedding cakes
When asked to make one for gays, they declined
The state of Oregon didn't give them any breaks
To religious conscience, the state was blind.
Over a hundred thousand was confiscated to start
They were told to make such cakes in future
Given a gag order, not to say what's in their heart
Then came an online surge of hate
Their life and their kid's lives got threats
Their truck was vandalized, they had to move
Melissa and Aaron may have had regrets
But went to the Supreme court their case to prove.
The U.S. Supreme court said that the state
can't force them to violate their belief
In free lands you shouldn't crush debate
With anonymous messages like a thief.
The Klein's bible condemned how some behave
The Kleins didn't hurt anyone, they left folks alone
To assert their beliefs, they shouldn't have to be brave
And waste years defending against a mob with stones.
Sugar sweet like your kiss it makes me feel so happy.
Happy to be waking up to you like the sun shine rising over us, making us feel so bright.
Your kiss makes everything feel right.
Baby cakes, good morning, hope each moment is better than the last one.
Loving hugs is the way to making all our dreams come true.
A soured milky creamy frosting
On top
With a pecan and coconut
Filling.
I wish this carrot ,date,and
raisin cake to be dessert
From supper.
I hunger and wish such to
be with a congac glaze
that introduces the sweetened
Lactose to my tongue
Might the cake Gods and
Goddess wish me best
That a chef shall do this
That the dessert wines
May tease there agenda
And cuddle me be satisfied!
Red, the hot hedgehog baked strawberry short cakes
They were delicious, magnificent, she fed them to her snakes
Better than her chocolate sundaes, or her blueberry shakes.
Best recipe she has, said those satisfied snakes.
german chocolate cake with coconut frosting
cherry jello punch cake with whipped cream
champagne cake with seven-minute-icing on my birthday
three-layered lemon cake with almond filling
I salivate as I think about these lovely delights
cherry haiku
sweet fleshy cherries
enjoyed fresh and in desserts~
crown of birthday cakes.
Give thanks for a stomach-ache
same as for a birthday cake
Do your elbows feel good today ~
that'll seal the deal, the grateful say
sweet oatmeal cream pies
filled with rich gooey goodness
gives my hips ten pounds
plethora of cakes and pies arrive
irregular shapes and forms
works of art
each mother outdoing herself
to show off for her darling children,
teachers week never tasted so great
Elsie, Lucy, Olive, this small boy's remarkable old aunts.
Oh, how they rubbed their hands.
But with glee or sorrow? Or even anger?
Elsie had a strict-looking expression -
when not rubbing her hands.
Lucy wore spectacles that pinched her nose
and, oh, had such a thin smile -
when not rubbing her hands.
Olive seemed serious, often frowning at me -
when not rubbing her hands.
But when they were rubbing their hands
they were ridding those hands of
flour that helped to make a cake or of
flour that helped to make a Yorkshire pudding or of
flour that helped to make joy -
the joy of making that cake or that Yorkshire pudding;
or of spiteful expressions they might wear when sneering
at this small boy, who would have to eat
their cakes or their Yorkshire pudding, or absorb
their sneers - sneers that were also smiles.
We remember our aunts in
the most remarkable ways.
I was a small boy.
(April 2023)
(Elsie appears in two other poems: "Aunty Elsie's Bathroom" and "Coronation for a King")
The hapless fruit cake has endured egregious loathin' o'er the years!
Bein' on the receivin' end of such a delicacy is some folks' greatest fears!
Shucks! I received many a one while in the service to share with my chums,
(Who savored booze in any form, especially those cakes soaked in rums!)
History reveals that fruit cakes were consumed by Roman Legionnaries,
To sustain them in their numerous conflicts with ferocious adversaries!
Fruit cake with nuts and fruits (Lord only knows what else) I won't condemn!
I'm just one of many discriminatin' fellers who happens to like 'em!
Tea and Cakes
The day is full of sunshine.
The big tree is full of flowers,
pink and gold blossoms of fairy fire.
The time of the year?
Spring.. perfect, and lovely.
Come sit with me my friend.
We will laugh under the branches,
that are way up high.
We will tell jokes and even sing,
if we choose to be in the mood to do so.
We will talk about yesterday,
and pray together for tomorrow.
The day will pass,
as we count the bees,
and the ladybugs,
that come to visit...
in the tall grass.
The picnic will taste heavenly,
marmalade and scones
made of orange and rye.
The lemonade goes down with ease.
There is comfort... there is peace...
we are spending time, well spent,
on a dime's worth of moments,
strung together to create a memory
we will both share forever.
Pass me a plate,
and the beautiful cake,
made from fate,
and seasoned with destiny.
I am happy, you are here.
Electricity is not that important
During the Moon Cake's Festival
A moonlit sky
Moon cakes, lanterns, candles
Hollow darkness
And a wavy flame will do
To children
A burnt lantern
Is an unforgetable event
And so is the tradition itself
Poor Kate made a mistake,
When she ate a piece of cake,
After taking a big bite,
Poor Kate looked a dreadful sight,
As her teeth fell onto her plate.
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