Merry Christmas! This week’s poem – posted on Sunday because Sunday is Christmas – describes one of my favorite holiday memories . . . a true story from an Advent Dinner with granddaughter Natalie at Westminster Presbyterian Church in Ann Arbor. Natalie was 5 or 6 when this happened; she is nearly 12 now.
JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN (or, Green Frosting and Sprinkles) You were five or six when I took you to the Advent Dinner at church and had not yet absorbed Christ's lessons of sacrifice, of placing a neighbor's needs above your own so when I admonished you to stop eating Christmas cookies before the meal was served – cookies placed equally at each table by church ladies who adored you - you agreed before taking a bite from every cookie with green frosting and peppermint sprinkles. Returned to the communal plate, they rested among lesser companions, your dental imprint now in stark relief. "What are you doing?" I asked in horror. "Those are my favorites," you explained, "and I want to make sure no one else eats them."
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6 thoughts on “Christmas Cookies”
Priceless green cookies😂 Merry Christmas to you and your family.🎄
Best to you and yours, Marion. God Bless.
hahaha 🙂 I used to quickly lick two cookies when my parents said we could have one cookie, so no one would want the extra and I’d get that second cookie after all
This definitely made me smile. I’m really enjoying your poems Joe.
Thank you, Janice. I truly appreciate you taking the time to leave a comment. Happy New Year!