ECHOES

Doughnut Man 

A small, sugared mountain, covered in snow 

With delicious aromas of oil and dough

Sticky-sweet glaze that drips on the floor 

 All of the sweetness I could have asked for! 

But no, I’m not describing a treat; 

It’s the little boy standing here at my feet

I’m letting him “help” me because I’m his mother 

As I make these doughnuts, one after another

As he samples and sprinkles and makes a huge mess 

I look at his smile and know that I’m blessed 

But as he munches through all the tasty fried treats, 

I hope that he’ll save me just one to eat!