Think determined bear cub
Muscles strain in sturdy thighs
Climbing high back stool
Without bars
Without holds
To the top
To the bounty
To the promise this treasure holds
Liquidy soap discovered and
Propelled by
Dimpled knuckles grasping tight
Sugar bowl dipped
In soggy saliva
Soaked
Fists
Pantry beckons
Cookies
Three shelves up
Crunchy chocolate circles
Lined in white icing goodness
Cry the siren’s call
Come, Tyler
Climb
Higher