Walking down the cold and grey street

Everything was grey

Food felt brief

No matter how big my satisfaction

Food just felt like a fraction

Into the grey world I went 

The street turned bent

As I only had one cent

Then there was a scent

I nearly f e l l

Since this smell made me feel well

As my eyes started to yell

I saw a gold color

It wasn't like any other 

Along the snow it layed

As it beamed over the grey

I got closer

It was store with a poster 

Everything was free

I was about to scream

As I went inside 

The colorful place was empty 

Yet it was full of pies

With other desserts it lies 

Nothing caught my eye

I thought in my head 

Until I saw The Golden Bread 

This looked like nothing I every fed

As my face turned berry red 

Once I grabbed the ration

The bread was in fashion

With brown and gold strips

I took a bite

Using my teeth it r̴i̴p̴p̴e̴d̴

My taste buds were hovering 

As the world was re-coloring

Into a world that’s fully gold

I was happy with the The Golden Bread I hold