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The Candle Tip

I use my grandma’s cookie shapes For Chanukah each year. They’re plastic and so very old They might not persevere. The candle cutter’s broken So it’s hard to get a grip On the pieces (there are 3 of them), Especially the tip. Since I’d hate to leave a shape out, I just take an extra sec, But today, between the batches, I looked down and – what the heck? For the candle tip was missing And it wasn’t on the floor. I had used it, so this wasn’t something I could just ignore. If I’d rolled it in a cookie, An occurrence I would doubt, Then the batter wouldn’t flatten Since that piece would stick right out. For a while I was stymied, Then I checked one ball of dough Which I’d gathered up until My cookie sheet had room to go. And voila! I found that sucker And the lesson that I learned Is to keep track of the flames Wherever candles are concerned.

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Date: 12/18/2024 9:59:00 PM
In spite of the effort, it sounds like you succeeded. Making cookies is better than buying them at the store. I admire your perseverance.
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Date: 12/17/2024 6:44:00 AM
Ilene, this is yet another example of your Brilliant - Uplifting - Humorous and most of all - "Illuminating" poetry. Love - Love - Love it!!! And a Blessed Chanukah to you and yours as well.
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Date: 12/16/2024 4:15:00 PM
great lesson, inspiring too for Christmas time , thank you so much for sharing best wishes Ilene
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