When Mother Bakes

Anna Johnson

Vanja Y. Watkins

Litingly

Whenever mother stirs a cake

I’m there to watch her make it.

I wash the spoons and pans for her

And then I help her bake it.

The smells of flavors are so nice,

I think they should be tasted.

I scrape the bowls, for I am sure

The drops should not be wasted.

When I clean out the frosting bowl

I’m happy as can be.

It tastes so good, and I don’t care

How much I get on me.

I’m always glad when mother bakes,

And so I wish and wish

That she would make my fav’rite cake

So I can scrape the dish!