Friday, August 31, 2012

the cupcakes



The cold weather
Narrabeen sings its melody
The windy breezes knocking
The leaves and window panes

In the workstation
The women learning skills
The dough, water,sugar and salt
Instructor and receipes

The busy fingers
The days of the young
Playing a game of pastry
The colourful cupcakes arise

The heated ovens
The flow of warm
The cold wind monkey faces
The women smile and laughter

The cupcakes of shapes and colours
Popping up nicely in the ovens
The skills of the instructors
Words and encouragement

Here it is folks
The cupcakes painted and groomed
Only the taste and texture
We can dream and imagine

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