The Amish Kitchen Poem

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In the heart of Amish land, so serene,
Lies a kitchen, simple and pristine,
Where the fire crackles, casting warmth and light,
As the Amish cook, from morning till night.
No electric hum, no gadgets to be found,
Just handcrafted tools, in beauty renowned,
With skillful hands, they knead the dough,
Mixing ingredients, row by row.
Freshly churned butter, rich and pure,
Milk from cows, so gentle and demure,
Homegrown vegetables, plucked with care,
Bounty from the land, beyond compare.
The aroma of pies, freshly baked,
Fills the air, like memories awake,
The scent of cinnamon, apples sweet,
A symphony of flavors, an Amish treat.
In the Amish kitchen, time stands still,
Where tradition thrives, with a steadfast will,
Preserving heritage, with each dish prepared,
A testament to a way of life so rare.
So, gather 'round, and let us dine,
In the Amish kitchen, a treasure divine,
Where simplicity and love abound,
A haven of warmth, where joy is found.