#napowrimo #bakers #window
I can remember walking past the bakers shop
I was six or seven,
a special treat – but only to be eaten after lunch
and that was if – i could find it
you see, my treat was hiding around the bread rolls
playing peek a boo by the chocolate cakes
and skipping around the Chelsea buns
but there was always a moment
where he’d pop up in the bakers window
to say hello
adorned with glace cherries and coloured icing
so i’d forget the iced buns or the Egg Custards
and enjoy my special tasty treat
provided by the baker who made my gingerbread man
The Inkwell 