Daily Bread


Making bread
It must be said
Is harder work
Than I had read:

Measure it,
Mix it,
Knead it,
Leave it,
Prod it,
Roll it,
Bake it,
Proclaim it,

In exchange:
Burnt my mouth
Straight from the oven
But silenced the kids
In quiet consumption.

Washing bowls
Scraping dough
And scouring flour
For a good half hour.

Hard labour the staff of life.

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