At the Grocery Store
She’s not very tall and
She’s probably nine,
She looks up at me
And I see the first sign
Of a smile on her face.
It starts as a grin,
Then it moves to her eyes,
As wrinkles form thin
Little lines in the corners
And across her small nose.
I wink and she laughs,
Thinks I’m strange I suppose.
She and her mommy
Go on down the aisle
And then round the corner,
So I shop for a while
Through the cereal boxes,
Then, from a yellow-box cave
I see two smiling eyes
And a small, timid wave.
Hal C. Clark
May, 2010
Being a retired elementary teacher, I enjoy the interaction with kids wherever I am, and this is often at the grocery store. I get different reactions to a smile or a funny face. Mom is usually comparing prices or engaged in other serious endeavors and the child is looking for any kind of distraction. This poem is a playful treatment of such an encounter.
We are on the road and have had a busy ten or so days – In Newport, PA for an autoharp gathering and workshop; in Gettysburg Pa for July first and second (the date of the beginning of the Battle of Gettysburg), and then to Washington DC for Independence Day. I have missed my writing time and blogging time and I apologize for the long time between posts. I will try to do better. I am currently working on two poems, one of them concerning Gettysburg and Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address which I also plan to post on this blog. As always, thanks for visiting my blog and I hope you will post a response.