The Cookie Jar

i still remember the jar of cookies

you hid behind the picture frames

the sweet buttery smell that wafted out everytime you cracked it open,

"shhhh" you whispered with a sly grin on your face

our little secret 

it's my favorite memory of you

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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