The Cookie Thief

A woman was waiting at an
airport one night,
With several long hours before
her flight.
She hunted for a book in the
airport shops. 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
andwatched 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... oooh, brother. This guy has some nerve and
he's also rude,
Why he didn't even show any
gratitude!
She had never known when
she had been so galled, And sighed with relief when
her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings
andheaded to the gate,
Refusing to look back at the
thieving ingrate. She boarded the plane, and
sankin her seat,
Then she sought her book,
whichwas almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage,
she gasped with surprise, There was her bag of cookies,
infront 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 in our lives,
have we absolutely known that something was a certain
way,
only to discover later that
what we believed to be true ...
was not?
The 4 things you cannot recover are
1. The stone: after the throw
2. The word: after it's said
3. The occasion: after the loss
4. The time: after it's gone