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Students - If you came to visit on Friday and I was not here, I am sorry! We had sickness in the house and that came first. Writing is close to the top, but family is at the top.
Today's poem is about something I am spending lots of time doing lately - baking and eating cookies. We giggled last night as a friend kept finding broken cookies (hee hee, not really finding) and dipping them into frosting like chips in dip. And we laughed at the way we decorated some cookies all fancy and some all crazy. There is something about cut out cookies that just sings celebration. Here, in the photo above, are some cookies for you, made just last night!
This is a pretty short poem, and I woke up with the first stanza in my head. That doesn't happen often, but once in a while, a wee line will just visit, and if I'm quick, I write it down. Writing is like that. Sometimes you have to squeeze your brain like a sponge, and sometimes a line comes up and taps you on the shoulder. The secret, I think, is being ready for either: the squeezing or the tapping.
Through the end of 2015, I'm so happy to host Tanny McGregor over at my other blog, Sharing Our Notebooks. Please stop by and check out her amazing notebooks, and feel free to comment to win a copy of one of her books.
While I am a few days late to the Poetry Friday party, please know that Diane is hosting this week's Poetry Friday roundup over at Random Noodling. Noodle on over to Diane's cozy home on the web and find out what's happening poetry-wise all around the Kidlitosphere this week.
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