Grandma's Cookies

I remember the aroma of Grandma's cookies…in the oven baking and in the jar upon the counter…ready for the taking. For any occasion or no occasion…I'm not exaggerating when I walked into her house…she had those cookies waiting. When Grandma became sick…when she couldn't bake cookies anymore one day on my way to visit…I stopped by the cookie store. I found the most beautiful cookies sitting near the windowpane… smiling sunflower cookies…wrapped in cellophane. I brought two of them to Grandma…she said, "Oh honey, what a treat." "I"ll cherish them forever…'cause they're much to beautiful to eat." I didn't think much about them till she was gone and there on her windowpane I happened on two sunflower cookies…wrapped in cellophane. "She wasn't kidding." I whispered to myself as I wipe away a tear thinking of all the cookies she'd baked…all those cookies…all those years. I laid one in her coffin…so when she got to heaven she would see her cookie wrapped in cellophane and she would think of me. And I kept the other cookie…wrapped in cellophane as it were… so every time I look at it…I will think of her.