So crisp and thin, yet holds the weight of all.
A simple way to fix what’s truly wrong.
The precious scent that carries down the hall.
Such grace created fills the world with song.
Combined together with its true friend milk.
Though short, a new sensation will now grow.
Once hard, now soft with textures just like silk.
That warmth inside makes rain that once was snow.
There is no special hoop to jump into it.
A cookie will forever be a friend.
No judgment over anything you do.
Whenever needed, there with a hand to lend.
But it’s true a cookie is just that,
Eat too many and you’ll just be fat.