The Kitchen.....a poem

This poem was posted on a page I follow/participate on Facebook. I just love it and had to share.  The author is unknown.

THE  KITCHEN

 

A home is made of many rooms

to rest, to sleep, to shower,

to play and read and talk alot,

do hobbies by the hour.

 

But the kitchen, ah the kitchen

is a room that's made of dreams,

of fantasies....created by

a love of cooking schemes.

 

To touch, to smell, to visualize

the wonders that occur....

and then to taste, and then to taste

results of things that were

at one time just 'ingredients'....

in their places on the shelves

but become a wondrous mixture

as though transformed by elves.

 

Yes, a home is made of many rooms.

Each one has its pleasures.

But the Kitchen is the best of all

for finding hidden treasures!