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