My Hands

My Hands

Just so you know, my hands touched your food

I assure you they were absolutely clean,

Squeaky clean

My hands leveled the 5 ⅓ cups of flour

My hands cracked open each egg

My hands mashed those 6 cups of brown sugar

But I lost track at 4 cups, so my hands actually mashed 10 of those cups

Of brown sugar

Then my hands burned from grabbing those steaming cake pans,

So now my burning hands, with good dexterity, frost the cake

My burnt,  hands aching from gripping that piping bag

Put 12 dollops of ganache on each star

They placed every oreo piece on that cake

One by one

My hands took a steaming hot knife

And made very precise cuts

They placed that piece of cake onto a plate

To bring it out to you

Just so you know, my hands touched your food

                                                                                               -- Amya Alston