Elephant Ears

way before
the little dough boy
ever giggled
mother and I
walked to the bakery
for rye bread
with seeds

***

I never liked those seeds
they got stuck in my teeth
and tasted rather tart
if you bit down on them
by accident

***

one day
while slicing bread
the baker asked
if I would like a cookie

***

I said yes
with mother’s approval
of course

***

he handed me
an elephant ears cookie
the likes of which
I’d never seen before
or since

***

I asked to take it with me
so he wrapped it up

***

I put in in my pocket
and took it home

***

after 3 days
mother noticed the cookie
nestled in a napkin
still in tact

***

she asked
why I hadn’t eaten the cookie
and I replied
that I was waiting
to return it to dumbo
who must be missing it
terribly

***

there was no laughter
coming from mother
only concern
she thought I taking this
much too seriously

***

she said it was only a cookie
and I was being too sensitive
a word I understood
but could hardly pronounce
because of 2 missing incisors

***

I told her someone
had to be sensitive to dumbo
elephants have feelings
and ears
just like we do

***

mother rolled her eyes
and left it at that

***

I don’t know
what ever happened
to that cookie
mother probably fed it
to the birds

***

to this day
I won’t eat them

***

how silly of me

“Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant – the only harmless great thing.” – John Donne

       credit: clipart graphic

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2 thoughts on “Elephant Ears

  1. such a precious story wrapped so nicely within a poem

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  2. Thanks! Appreciate encouraging comment. 🙂

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