Will my mom bake cookies tonight?
With chocolate chips, a sweet sight.
The smell of sugar fills the air,
A taste of heaven beyond compare.
She mixes the dough with all her might,
Flour floats in the kitchen light.
Her hands make magic, it’s such a delight,
Oh, warm cookies to end the night.
Mom’s sweet love in every bite,
A cookie hug that feels just right.
I’ll wait and hope she sets the tray,
Her baked sweetness makes my day.
From the oven, warmth fills the room,
Cookies baked to chase away gloom.
Every bite is pure delight,
Mom’s sweet treats make everything right.
The oven hums a gentle tune,
Goodness promised coming soon.
Butter melts and dreams come true,
Cookie love I can't hide from you.
Would she bake one batch or two?
Maybe frosted ones with sprinkles too.
Sprinkles scattered like the stars,
Mom’s cookies are the best by far.
Mom’s sweet love in every bite,
A cookie hug that feels just right.
I’ll wait and hope she sets the tray,
Her baked sweetness makes my day.
From the oven, warmth fills the room,
Cookies baked to chase away gloom.
Every bite is pure delight,
Mom’s sweet treats make everything right.
Even when the day feels long,
Her cookies bring a happy song.
One or two, or maybe more,
Each sweet treat I adore.
Mom’s sweet love in every bite,
A cookie hug that feels just right.
I’ll wait and hope she sets the tray,
Her baked sweetness makes my day.
From the oven, warmth fills the room,
Cookies baked to chase away gloom.
Every bite is pure delight,
Mom’s sweet treats make everything right.

As night falls and dreams take flight,
Mom’s cookies make everything right.
With every bite, her love's in sight,
Mom’s sweet treats are pure delight.