Ode to Cheesecake
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
A dish so fine, in beauty doth convene;
A cheesecake, soft as clouds in heaven's sky,
With taste that makes the heart in joy comply.
Oh, cheesecake, art thou sweet and rich in cheer,
Thy crust, a golden throne for flavors dear;
With every bite, a symphony of taste,
That doth our mortal senses keenly chaste.
Thy creamy heart, of cheese and sugar spun,
Brings harmony to life when day is done;
A balm to soothe the weary soul's lament,
In every slice, a moment's bliss is spent.
For health, thou dost provide a subtle boon,
With protein rich to fortify our noon;
Calcium, too, to keep our bones so strong,
And yet, in moderation, do we long.
Love for thee, cheesecake, knows no earthly bound,
In every form, from plain to richly crowned;
With fruits or chocolate, nuts or caramel,
Each variant a tale of love to tell.
So let us raise our forks in sweet accord,
To cheesecake, love and life's great reward;
In every bite, let's find our heart's delight,
And in thy love, find peace for every night.
