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.