Out of the oven
the cobbler cooled
sending out sweet aromas
causing senses to drool
Glancing to the left
and then to the right
looking for an opportunity
the future looks bright
The edge of the table
oh so close
peering around the corner
no time to boast
Time to strike
pulling at the table cloth
the prize falls down
quietly landing like a moth
Oh so good
savoring every bite
guilt shown with blueberries
a remarkable site
Now caught with the prize
running away with delight
spreading blueberries everywhere
giving few people a fright
Sleeping now
after enduring the wrath
there was some laughter
and a pleasant bath
copyright 2018 Debbie Pierce
