POEM STARTER

'Handmade'

Write a poem that could have this as its title.

Handmade

The morning light’s golden hue,

Filled the kitchen with an magical view.

He wraps his arm around my waist,

Whispering “I love you” then gone without a trace.

Off to work he goes,

Everything handmade.

From the stories we make,

To the bread that I bake.

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