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My blonde-haired son with eyes of brown,
Who rode his bike all over town,
He’d reached the grand old age of nine,
Had learned so much in all that time.
But mostly, how he loved to eat,
My cookies were a special treat,
He’d lick a beater, taste the dough,
Then grab some cookies, off he’d go.
But soon, my boy just wanted to
Find out how he could make them. True.
And so he learned and soon discovered,
His baking had surpassed his mother's.
Tonight he joined us in our home,
He brought his wife, six kids along,
We laughed and talked and had such fun,
‘Twas hard to think it'd soon be done.
The grandkids said they had a yen...
Our boy went to the kitchen then,
And set the oven, got some ‘stuff’,
Then added till he had enough.
It only took a moment, till,
He, all his kids’ dreams, he’d fulfilled,
And cookies warm were on display,
Enough to last till end of day.
And now, it was his mom. (T’was so!)
Who licked the beaters, tasted dough,
Then, as the cookies, warm, emerged
Stole a few, by hunger urged.
We gathered them (just one more bite!),
To send with folks into the night,
I watched him pack up kids and then,
I thought of ‘now’ and thought of ‘when’.
It’s not so long since he was nine,
And still so young and still all mine,
Where did the years all pass away?
Did this not happen yesterday?
Today is his. It’s his turn now,
I wave to them from on the porch.
I've happ'ly passed the 'cookie' torch!
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Now With poetry, we all besought To try to make the week begin With gentle thoughts, Perhaps a grin? So Karen, Charlotte, Mimi, me Have crafted poems for you to see. And now you’ve read what we have wrought… Did we help? Or did we not?  Next week try us out for size... Our theme will be BUTTERFLIES! Thinking of joining us for Poetry Monday? We'd love to welcome you! Topics for the next few weeks (with a huge thank-you to Mimi, who comes up with so many of them!)... Cookies (March 6) Today! Butterflies (March 13) Buzzards (March 20) Celebrating Earth Day (March 27) Maps (April 3) Golf (April 10) Safety Pins (April 17) Pigs in Blankets (April 24) |
Wow, he bakes, AND he shares, lucky you. Does he do the dishes?
ReplyDeleteI love it when things we do show up in our kids! (the good things, that is, lol)
ReplyDeleteThe circle of life - and cookies! Yum!
ReplyDeleteAwwww, precious memories, and more being made. It's wonderful he learned from the best.
ReplyDeleteFunny, age 9 seems to be when boys open their eyes and decide they want to cook, if they're going to do it. #2 Son was 9 when he saw me at the BBQ grill one day and said, "Mom, that's not how Grandpa does it. Want me to show you?" From that day he took over all the grilling until he moved out.
How beautiful! This blew me away Diane! Not just the superb poetry but what you have created. You have blessed the world many times over! (Rena)
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