Friday, 3 March 2017
Waiting for the cake
I watched you at the bench unheeded
Surrounded by the things you needed
Flour, sugar, dried fruit and more
A mixing bowl and wooden spoon
A cookbook opened on the bench
Glace cherries and mixed peel
Nutmeg, spices whatever next?
Then you called out "Rob by the way
I used your brandy is that OK?
The fruit had to be soaked last night"
I must confess my heart did fall
One wisp of hair flicked from her face
That tress made it alright with me
She's so pretty I could not be vexed
Soon the cake was in the oven
My ideas were interwoven
She glanced at me and saw my look
"About four hours" she said to me
"I'll put my feet up and read a book
Come with me, if that's what you want"
I knew that smile, plain as a text
Image found at www.countrycakes.co.uk/product/decorated-rich-fruit-cake/