Cookie Time
I Am The Taste Tester
As the fresh smell of cookies fill the room
My heart beats with sweet anticipation
A small plate placed infront of me
With a single cookie
A chocolate chip cookie that is golden brown
With so many chocolate chips it looks like a star covered sky
I get to enjoy bite after bite
As the warm cookie crumbles in my fingertips
The soft texture tickling my tongue
I hear the scraping of a bowl and the opening of the oven door
As another batch of cookies go in
The ripping of wax paper and the sounds of metal tins
My wife all stressed if the cookies are going to come out good
My only thought is when will the next cookie fill my dish that is now empty
So that I may be pleased with tastes that make me so happy
