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Running toward the kitchen
Oven heat is felt but feels good
Soft dough and chocolate chips
Melts right in my mouth
Sweetest, sugary snack
Makes my taste buds go crazy
Heated red heat of the oven
Show for another batch coming
As the alarm blares
The door creaks open
To those chocolate treats
Cannot resist the greatest gift
Of mom’s home baked cookies
Even better grandma’s
Always made with love
About the Creator
Sarah Danaher
I enjoy writing for fun. I like to write for several genres including fantasy, poetry, and dystopian, but I am open to trying other genres too. It has been a source of stress relief from my busy life.
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Comments (3)
Nicely written and heartfelt.
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Enjoyed this 🥰