The real win, of course, is getting to write poetry month after month with these beautiful ladies, whom I love.
Grab the flour, sugar, butter
Stir until it’s mixed up well.
Sift to find the cookie cutters:
Stars will work, perhaps a bell.
Throw the whole tray in the oven
Hope none of the edges singe
Decorate with sprinkles, icing,
Grab the milk: it’s time to binge
Watch a movie, read a book
Tinsel up a Christmas tree
There are still some cookies left:
Two for you and one for me
Here are the links to the rest of my sisters:
Happy Friday, all!