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To my older sister, she would bake cookies and we ( actually just me )would eat them all, right out of the oven....Sorry Sis

Baking Cookies

How, I see you contemplating
Mixing stirring rolling shaking
And forever carefully taking 
Not to spill some on the floor

In the bowl you're tightly holding
With a spoon you're gently folding
And with both hands you start molding
Molding as you have before

Then to the oven, you will take it
And we'll wait while you now bake it 
But our eager eyes can't fake it
If we eat one we'll want more

As the sweet smell fills the rafters
You know what we are really after
With a loud but nervous laughter
You sweep us all right out the door
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Gulley Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 6:09 PM
I love it, Jerry.
Ball Avatar
June 12, 2020 at 12:49 PM
Great story here Jerry, Perfect rhythm, rhyme and imagery. Brings back memories of me baking for my family when they were young. God Bless, JB
Thompson Avatar
May 19, 2020 at 4:02 PM
Jerry this poem is so fantastically written! I really do love your writing, and it has been so long since I read it. Hope you are well my friend. Keep doing your thing! Jess
Curtis Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 8:53 AM
Thank you Jess I really appreciate your time to read and comment on my poems , your words are always encouraging.
Laurie Avatar
May 12, 2020 at 7:02 PM
Hello Jerry … brought back memories. Mum would cook mushrooms on top of our wood stove and us kids gobbled them down before she hardly took them off the spatula - thank you Jerry - Lindsay
Curtis Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 9:00 AM
Ya'know.....I thought I've lived life, but until I have a mushroom cooked on top of a wood stove I find myself totally unprepared to meet my maker ....just yet. Thanks Mate
De Beaulieu Avatar
May 2, 2020 at 2:18 PM
Hello Jerry T. Curtis, there is nothing like baked cookies coming out from the oven. It is better than store bought cookies. Have a nice day my friend, So nice to meet you.
Curtis Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 9:02 AM
Thank you Darlene, You so right, and it seems to me....store bought are getting worse. Thank Darlene for your comment
Allison Avatar
May 2, 2020 at 4:32 AM
what wonderful memories the smell of home baking is so comforting... we got a surprise delivery of a little box of cakes from a charity we work for - couldnt have come at a better time as Id just come back from a hospital appointment which Id not been looking forward to - but all good:-) hope you and your loved ones are well:-) hugs jan xx
Curtis Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 9:05 AM
I hope you are safe and well.....and if we lived a little closer I would bake you a batch of cookies myself. Thanks Jan
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