Where’s the cookies?

With excitement and with glee
a sign meant just for me,
with dreams of sugar and cocoa
peanut butter and more so
with macaroons and fruit
and chips and nuts to boot,
the visions filled my mind
as I left the husband behind.
I saw the sign and a metal fence
and a small house just beyond
but could smell no good things on the air
just nature and trees and birds flying there,
no Oreo’s or snickerdoodles of dreams,
no cutouts nor the gingerbread
as disappointment filled my head
where are the cookies that I see
on the sign right there in front of me?
I want some pecans and jelly filled
peanut blossoms like Mom had made
no sweet things here just logs and stone
wait, how can this be a cookie home?
If I’ve got my milk but nothing to dunk
this has now put me in quite a funk
so home to gelato to soothe my heart
and heal my soul
where there’s now a hole
for no cookies in my cupboard there
but I got some nuts
so there!

Thoughts at a park earlier today where I saw a sign that said Cookie house…too much excitement…for a second, then the let down. Sigh….I could go for a cookie about now.

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17 thoughts on “Where’s the cookies?

  1. Well you had better send me some, gosh, I haven’t eaten cookie dough since high school…many many many moons ago 🙂 but peanut butter cookies are my favorite, and I have an awesome recipe for a swedish butter cookie…lots-n-lots of butter, and almond flavored too….to die for 🙂

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  2. Blessings to you! I love the playfulness of this and now I must run to the kitchen and bake something. I may go bonkers and eat the dough, why wait for the…… wait, I almost forgot the best part, the smell of cookies baking. I guess I will have to dirty another pan. 🙂

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