Grandma's Cookie Jar
I wish I could make you laugh, do you remember
When children purposely let go of a fart?
They giggled like the world had no end
Laughter free from guilt; pure and innocent!
Or when they hunched behind grandma’s snoring corps
Entangled their hands in her precious cookie jar
They laughed and laughed and laughed for evermore
Crumbled each cookie- delight in the theft-
I wonder which act has the greatest joy?
Gobble each crumble or the mischievous theft
Reason to believe the second trumps the first
Hark me back to childhood year’s make-believe
When the world was as big as grandma's cookie jar
Yet small enough to explore from book to book!
March 10 2014-
Copyright Leaking Pen 2014