Sunday, 8 January 2023

Oatmeal cookies

Succulent to say in the least
Melt in your mouth, more than a feast.

Blessed with love
Poured out from your soul,
Hearts desire, the taste inside of me needs to start  slow.

Oat the sheer taste of wholesome wheat 
Now I need to eat more, however my diabetes says one is enough, a delightful treat.

God’s love inside
Sent from the heart of heaven,
The delicious treat of hearty food
Now if you don’t mind I would like to eat more, sorry if that ever sounds rude.

“To my beautiful brother Anthony,  for making oat collies”

Jason 
8th January 2023

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