Flour-dusted hands, a happy grin,
A child and mother, baking within.
Together they mix, and measure with care,
Creating memories, beyond compare.
The aroma of sweetness, fills the air,
As they blend and stir, without a single care.
Laughter and love, in every fold,
A recipe for joy, worth more than gold.
The child’s eyes sparkle, with delight and glee,
As the mother guides, with patience and spree.
A bond of love, in every single stir,
A moment in time, forever to confer.
The cake takes shape, a masterpiece so fine,
A testament to their love, a taste divine.
A memory to treasure, a moment so true,
A child and mother, baking a cake, just me and you.
