Muffin

I wrote this about a sweet person.

Is there a bakery nearby?
'cause a muffin appeared
and I don't know why
dessert is already here
I didn't finish my greens,
yet here you are
warm and sweet
and not at all too far
You're a bucket of candy
on Halloween night
and a hot cup of cocoa
in cold winter times
You are flowers in snow
that show the year's new
don't know if they still make them
the way they made you

Author's Note

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