Bake Sale

Beautiful day,
money to make.
Cold lemonade,
fun treats to bake.

Sisters appear,
with helpful hands.
Instant career,
refreshment stand.

Negotiate,
healthy debate.
Depreciate,
their going rate.

Barter to pay,
with a cup cake.
they frown and say,
“For goodness sakes.”

Sweet and yummy,
hard to resist,
happy tummy’s
quickly enlist.

Guilt creeps inside,
sweeps through the air,
Choose to divide,
so all is fair.

Successful day,
count out the cash.
Split wealth three ways,
give them their stash.

Together plan,
next years menu.
Our solid clan,
perfect venue.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for FFFC #209 hosted by Fandango

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  1. This is so happy and delightful poem, Grace! Thoroughly enjoyed! Well penned πŸ‘β€οΈ

  2. What a sweet refreshing piece, dear Grace!!! So simple yet so masterfully designed. Well done as always, my friend πŸ€πŸ€—

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