Baking Day
Pancakes cook with sizzle,
little holes form and,
syrupy smells fill the kitchen.
We’re apron tied and smiling here,
it’s Sunday.
Tiny scones lay out on the table top
like stepping stones
for fairy cakes.
little holes form and,
syrupy smells fill the kitchen.
We’re apron tied and smiling here,
it’s Sunday.
Tiny scones lay out on the table top
like stepping stones
for fairy cakes.
This poem is copyright (©) Laura Cooney 2026
About the Writer
Laura Cooney
Laura Cooney is a writer and spoken word poet from Edinburgh. She writes for both children and adults and is currently working on both a children’s fantasy novel and a single collection of poems for both. Her children’s work has been published most recently in Parakeet Mag, The Toy Press, Little Thoughts Press, The Dirigible Balloon, Northern Gravy and on Brian Moses Blogspot. Find more on X and Bluesky @lozzakidwriting @lozzawriting and www.lozzawriting.com. When she's not writing, she'll be found with her daughters, as close to the sea as possible, seeking shells. There will be ice-cream!
