A perfect day in Rocky Mountain National Park, CO

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Grumpy

After a long work night

Battling my instincts

To fall asleep at the wheel

Or run through the red light

 

No I can’t hit the bed yet

It’s friday still

 

School drop

And chores, endless chores

Milk’s run out

And yes apples,

Can’t do without those damn apples.

 

I prowl around

In a half daze

Dumping stuff

In my recyclable cloth bag

Green is my middle name

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 Then disaster strikes

At the checkout counter

With all my effects on the floor

On display for the world

To see and ridicule

 

And just when I was  ready

To pitch and scram

Before the tears sprout

Like from a ruptured dam

I felt a gentle tap on my arm

 

It was the grocery clerk

 

Always in attendance

With a warm smile on her face

I sighed with relief

Everything will be fine

Because of little Ms. Sunshine