Leaking Pen

Rookie - 378 Points (Wellington, New Zealand)

Grandma's Cookie Jar

I wish I could make you laugh, do you remember
When children purposely let go of a fart?
They giggled like the world had no end.
Laughter free from guilt; pure and innocent,
Or when they snuck behind grandma sleeping like a rock
And entangled their hands inside her precious cookie jar
And laughed and laughed as if time is one big joke,
And crumbled each cookie- delight in the theft-
I wonder which act gave them the greatest joy?
To gobble each crumble or the mischievous theft,
Reason to believe the second trumped the first.
Hark me back to childhood year's make-believe,
When the world was as big as grandma's cookie jar
Yet small enough to explore from book to book.

March 10 2014
Copyright Leaking Pen 2014
Rev Nov 6th 2014

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, November 05, 2014

Topic of this poem: grandmother

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.


Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Grandma's Cookie Jar by Leaking Pen )

  • Gold Star - 10,227 Points Kim Barney (1/9/2015 7:35:00 AM)

    My grandma had a cookie jar, too... (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,525 Points Bri Edwards (8/14/2014 8:39:00 PM)

    well, i had trouble with parts of this, but the idea of snatching cookies unseen does interest me. i sometimes sneak ice cream out of the freezer when my wife is not nearby.
    corps? i tried to make sense of this usage. i even googled the corps definition. i suppose corpses don't snore. i'm befuddled! thanks for sharing just the same. bri :)

    p.s. i purposely let go of farts and i'm 66 years young. do i hear laughing? ya don't want me to blow up or feel discomfort do you? ? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gnossienne (4/12/2014 12:43:00 PM)

    I wonder which act has the greatest joy?
    Gobble each crumble or the mischievous theft

    You've captured all the charm and magic of childhood with two lines.
    Gorgeous write! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,596 Points Susan Lacovara (3/15/2014 11:32:00 AM)

    My you hear brother, now 48, still has my grandmother's old piggy bank...although it is a ceramic squirrel. Whenever I am at his home I get flashbacks to days when we would shake pennies from it, secret thrives, so we could buy penny candy. I loved that the world for you was a large as that cookie jar. Now in my home my nieces and nephews go straight to Aunt Sue' s Goody Drawer.....time has changed little, these traditions! What a fine reminder! PEACE (Report) Reply

Read all 4 comments »

Famous Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  3. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  4. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  8. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. A Dream Within A Dream
    Edgar Allan Poe
Trending Poets
Trending Poems
  1. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  4. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  6. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  7. A Dream Within A Dream, Edgar Allan Poe
  8. If, Rudyard Kipling
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  10. Dreams, Langston Hughes
[Hata Bildir]