Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Carrot Cake

The best carrot cake ever made,

My Grandma had the magic touch.

Each cake was a loving crusade

Made from scratch, Grandma went to such

Efforts with her arthritic hands

To make with tender loving care

And patience perfection demands,

Always a masterpiece to share.

From her garden fresh carrots came,

Grated and added to the mix

As star, giving the cake its name.

The batter, oft times I got licks.

The most delicious food intake -

That first bite of my wedding cake.