Baking Cookies with Mom

In the kitchen, warm and bright, Sunbeams dancing, pure delight! Flour dust motes in golden air, A happy scene beyond compare.

Mom stands smiling, apron tied, With little me right by her side. Two best friends, a team so grand, Ready to bake with helping hand.

Making dough, a sticky game, Flour flying, whispering my name! We mix and stir with glee and grace, Big smiles plastered on each face.

Then comes the fun, the shapes to make, Stars and hearts for goodness sake! Cookie cutters, shiny bright, Transforming dough with all our might.

Into the oven, warm and deep, Secrets the magic cookies keep. We watch them bake, a golden hue, Friendship baking, me and you!

The timer dings, a happy sound, Cookies golden, all around! We share them warm, a sweet embrace, Friendship baked in every taste!