Making cookies all the same,
That’s the cookie cutter game.
All alike and none that shine;
Who can really say, “That’s mine?”
Children grow and go to school,
Learning all the people’s rules:
“Do these things and don’t stand out,
This is how you must turn out.”
Intellect is praised and still,
Deep inside they’re not fulfilled.
Loving hearts and building hands
Are not in cookie cutter plans…
God has more for those who know
There are many ways to go,
Greater things to do and be,
Souls to fill and minds to free!
Cookie cutters make a shape,
But they never deviate.
Other shapes and paths aren’t wrong,
They just sing a different song!
God, the Spirit in us all,
Has a cookie cutter ball,
Rolls it on the earth for play,
For in His image we are made!
Cut your cookies, do it well,
Angels, snowmen, wreaths, stars, bells.
But remember all the while,
You’re no cookie cutter Child!
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No exactly… there are no molds or cookie cutter for anyone… and certainly not a child… love this, one of your best I think
Oh my goodness, I LOVE this!!! Absolutely fantastic poem.
This is lovely Crystal and I wish you a very happy festive season :o)
Cookie cutters are great for cookies. Mom used to not roll out so well so they did vary in thickness a bit, but this her son liked the one that was made from the last bits of dough that the cutter couldn’t fit.
Great and telling metaphor here and you certainly pull it off with aplomb – thanks for such a pleasing read tonight… With Best Wishes Scott
Haha OK! Witty piece 🙂
This is so good, Crystal. It brought to mind something I once read about persons with special gifts as most likely being misunderstood as a child and throughout life. It takes a while to become comfortable with the fact we don’t quite fit into that cookie cutter.
I like the metaphor of the cookie cutter and making cookies ~ Clever to get your point across specially the ending stanza ~
Smiling I am. For me, memories of making Christmas cut-out cookies with my mom — she rolled them paper thin and I’ve never been able to replicate her recipe to the way hers looked and tasted. Hmmmmm so it wasn’t really “cookie cutter!” 😊
Amen to that. As an early childhood educator, I know the best thing we can teach our children is to go their own path, use their own ideas, have their own dreams and just BE themselves. This was a timely piece to share with us. Thanks!