Melting Warmth
Fresh and sweet.
How can it be?
All my memories.
Gathered in this wonderful dessert.
My precious memories.
Warmly baked in every crumb.
Remembering all the good times with every bite.
No matter who.
No matter what.
A cookie will never be the same.
Different creator.
Different flavor.
Sometimes full of hate.
Sometimes full of love.
But could there be anything better than a cookie made by a loved one?
Though the question is still left unanswered...
and that is...
Would you like a cookie?
-Snow that flutters down like feathers
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Hello my readers, I am Snow that Flutters down like Feathers. I am a poet on Gaia Online and Tumblr. I have been writing since 2013.
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