Treasure Island

Connie Webb


Cookies


I glance at the refrigerator
I have some good principles
Taped on it
I see
“Right understanding”
Thinking
Okay, I understand
I want another cookie
So I take one.
I glance at the fridge again
I see
“Right mindfulness”
Knowing my mind
Wants me to have another cookie
So I take another one.
I glance again
Seeing
“Right effort”
And I move myself away
From the principles
Before I turn into
A
Cookie.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 28, 2006

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  • Barry Van Allen (3/29/2007 9:50:00 AM)

    Connie,
    I know that this is sort of personal, but I have to ask!
    Are you somehow related to this ' monster ' that those
    children talk about?
    B.V.A. (Report) Reply

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