NaPoWriMo 17: In a Kitchen

In a kitchen far away,

Dough is being rolled,

Baked, and sprinkled with flour.

Sauce, mozzarella and Italian seasonings,

Blanket its lightly browned shell.

Pieces of bacon, pepperoni and ham,

Lie flat on its surface.

Onions and tomatoes huddle together,

basking in the warmth of the oven.

Then, light and cool air,

The knife cuts it in eight slices,

The delicious aroma of fresh pizza.