Cookies and a Mothers Love
In the kitchen, mom is baking away
While I am outside, happy at play.
“Come in”, says she, a smile on her face
“ Go to the table and take your place.”
Warm from the oven appears a grand treat
I rush to the table, quickly taking my seat.
Here come the cookies, on a big plate.
“Oh, please can I have one for I can not wait.”
With love in my heart, and eyes all aglow
A feeling so warm, from my head to my toe.
Closing my eyes, I take a big bite
A taste of Heaven, its flavor just right.
Hooey-Gooey and oh so yummy
In my mouth, then in my tummy.
So good does it taste, amazing, divine
That I wrote this poem or is it a rhyme?
I look in moms eyes, Chocolate covering my chin
“You are the best.” I say with a bright-eyed grin.
“I Love You!”