THE COOKIES

Always Keep An Open Mind

 

THE COOKIES...

 

 At an airport one night

 With several long hours

 Before her flight.

 She hunted for a book

 In an airport shop,

 Bought a bag of cookies

 And found a place to drop.

 She was engrossed in her book

 But happened to see,

 That the man sitting beside her,

 As bold as could be,

 Grabbed a cookie or two

 From the bag in between,

 Which she tried to ignore

 To avoid a scene.

 So she munched the cookies

 And watched the clock,

 As the gutsy cookie thief

 Diminished her stock.

 She was getting more irritated

 As the minutes ticked by,

 Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice,

 I would blacken his eye."

 With each cookie she took,

 He took one too,

 When only one was left,

 She wondered what he would do.

 With a smile on his face,

 And a nervous laugh,

 He took the last cookie

 And broke it in half.

 He offered her half,

 As he ate the other,

 She snatched it from him

 And thought....ooh, brother!

 This guy had some nerve

 And he's also rude,

 Why he didn't even show

 Any gratitude!

 She had never known

 When she’d been so galled,

 And sighed with relief

 When her flight was called.

 She gathered her belongings

 And headed to the gate,

 Refusing to look back

 At the thieving ingrate.

 She boarded the plane,

 And sank in her seat,

 Then she sought her book,

 Which was almost complete.

 As she reached in her baggage,

 She gasped with surprise,

 There was her bag of cookies,

 In front of her eyes.

 If mine are here,

 She moaned in despair,

 The others were his,

 And he tried to share.

 Too late to apologize,

 She realized with grief,

 That she was the rude one,

 The ingrate, the thief!

 

 

 How many times have we absolutely known that something was a certain way, only to discover later that what we believed to be true was not?