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Cookie Cutters, Hot Cocoa and An Angel

COOKIE CUTTERS, HOT COCOA, AND AN ANGEL

When I was small, with curly hair
Mama would pull up a dining chair
She'd stand me there beside her
As she rolled out cookie dough

And gently guide me through the steps
For the cookies she would bake
Letting me use the cookie cutters
Carefully, for goodness sake

We'd sip on a cup of hot cocoa
While making cookies by the dozen
Place them on the cookie sheet
Then into the oven

The Angel atop the Christmas Tree
Standing out in the hall
Seemed to be smiling down at me
A memory I still recall

Yes, cookie cutters, hot cocoa, and Angels
Are still a part of me
Mama's gone, but they live on
Each Christmas that comes to be

26 November 2017 - for contest sponsored by Kim Rodrigues

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Rhoda Tripp

Date: 12/18/2017 7:51:00 PM

Congratulations, Curtis.

Curtis Moorman
Date: 12/18/2017 8:14:00 PM

Thank you so much for your support. Yes, I know it's cold in Michigan but we have plenty of room here in Georgia, and my door is always open to my friends! So, like they say on the price is right....come on dooowwwnnn!

Robert L. Hinshaw

Date: 12/18/2017 5:41:00 PM

Congrats, Curtis! You're on a roll. Proud of you my friend - Bob

Curtis Moorman
Date: 12/18/2017 8:56:00 PM

Thanks, Bob. I tried to send a response earlier, but it seems to have gone into cyberspace. What it said was that I appreciate your support and encouragement. It is great poets and leaders such as you who instill in me and others the desire to emulate you. Thank you for being such an inspiration to all the poets on Soup.