His plans, for me,

I would say,

are like cookies baking in the oven.

I can't smell it yet,

and I can't really see through the tinted glass.

Sometimes I wonder if it's cookies He's baking!

It takes time and patience

before the aroma of the freshly baked comes flooding in.

Ahhhhh~

and I'm a tad bit surer,

that it's cookies He's baking.

What if it weren't cookies He's baking?

Nevermind that.

It's ALL goodies He's baking:

cupcakes, scones, pizzas or pies!

(impatient!)