Baking Cookies
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Jerry T Curtis.
To my older sister, she would bake cookies and we ( actually just me )would eat them all, right out of the oven....Sorry Sis
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 © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment