cookies

A friend and I, invited to a tea yert, brought a wrapped towel of 3 cookie-like items as an offering. Upon arrival, we discovered that no one looked cookie-in-need.
The society was discovered already content.

I returned home alone, with the towel-wrapped cookies tucked in my arm and a promise to give them to any less content societies.

Their bundled warmth at my side lacked only a heartbeat

-or friends to eat them.

I soon discovered these, and then I too was content.