Weekends At Grandma's

Passing the local bakery
takes me back to
weekends at grandma's
waking to the aroma of
freshly baked bread
and maple syrup
for her homemade french toast.

Birthdays were the best
her kitchen filled
with the fragrances of
sweet vanilla and spicy cinnamon
as I waited in anticipation
of the decadent moist cake
with its creamy confetti icing
I would sit for hours
my salivary juices flowing
just to be sure
I got the first piece.