Ranger Cookies
In the door
With a burst of energy
And excitement
From a day at school
And eager to rush
Out to play
With friends one
Of a score of
Imaginary games
In the era of
Free range children
On the counter
Still warm
With an unmistakable
Aroma and taste that
Called out for a handful
Mom had fresh
Baked cookies awaiting
Our arrival home
Oatmeal, sugar, flour
Butter, eggs and a full portion
Of love
They were Ranger cookies.
