Poem For A Picnic or
End of Summer Resolution!
Because I just hated to think
the summer would end,
Without at least trying
to turn 'foe' into 'friend"
Today I went back to the scene
of the "no samples! lobster salad" sadness
(All the while my friend proclaiming "this is MADNESS")
I waited with patience and purpose on que
Until the familiar voice came: "And how may I help you?"
I knew it right then, it was my moment to seize...
"I'd like a VERY small container of the, um, ...lobster salad... please?"
She nodded and scooped, and said not a word,
and indeed the tally for lunch
was none short of...
absurd.
Still, the salad was scrumptious
albeit fast finished-
so too was my summer long anger
diminished.
And I guess I do now just have to confess,
For such a fine, pricey, product I can't expect less.
She was tough, she was stubborn, and to her pride she did stick
and in the end, delivered, one very nice
picnic.
:)
Rachel, End Of Summer, 2010, nyc
September 6, 2010
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