Dessert

My mother made the greatest cakes
And cookies too and pies.
But when I asked her how, why,
Her response was a surprise...

I wrote her just a little note,
And pleaded that she might
Just forward desert recipes
The next time she did write.

I opened up her envelope,
And in it there was sand
And also seeds for cactus, and,
I did not understand.

She also wrote a little note and
Said, with one more S,
I could have got a cookbook.
She was right, I must confess.

So after supper for a treat
Remember, one more S.
And if you want a barren place,
Just one will do, I guess.