Almost Baking a Cake
"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge (from his writings)
I remember, I was a little more than two --
To my auntie’s house visiting Mom would take
The year was sometime around 1942.
While they talked, I decided to bake a cake
I pilfered through Auntie’s cabinets and found
Ingredients for the sweet I was about to make.
Flour, soda, sugar – this and that -- I took down
For liquid (I couldn’t read) machine oil I used
All mixed together in a bowl, this tidy mound.
Suffice it to say, I was, by this time, so confused
When Mom and Auntie discovered my career,
I had proper ingredients with machine oil infused.
With some brisk words and a sharp slap on the rear
My baking career came to an abrupt, unhappy ending
Toward home we went, me shedding many a tear.
My whole life Auntie loved the story of my blending
With machine oil the ingredients for baking a cake
And I spent a lifetime of embarrassment defending
What kitchen concoctions precocious kids can make!
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written October 1, 2022
[a memory in terza rima]
Submitted to "Past Memories - T Forms" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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