From bitterness to bittersweet

Preheat a sunny day to 75 degrees,

To dry those humid tears.

Pull the brightest bowl from your shelf,

Dumping cups of sorrow within.

Add teaspoons of forgiveness,

Some extra fine sugar to taste.

Then whisk your mountains into mole hills,

Sadness and spite, into smooth batters of peace.

Pouring your liquid into pans until sweet scents do calm,

While drizzling the darkest of chocolates on top.

Bake as long as it takes, till it warms.

Bake as long as it takes, till it melts.

Just like your heart once again.