Groce Cart
Poem (Audio)
I wannna go back to the days when I
could fit completely in the grocery cart.
How life was fun then, and in retrospect,
easy (but you don’t think that as a child).
You think, “when will mommy give me candy”?
'“When will she spin me ‘round in a wheelie’?
”Why can’t I keep kicking the front seat flap?”
It was cool to sit by the ice cream box
and play drums on it with celery stalks
(which I never liked to eat).
And I loved to make music by plucking
the metal cart rails with pencils and pens.
I played a mini concert each time in the cart!
(that really plucked all of ma’s nerves!)
Oh, life was so simplistic back then…
Now as a big girl steering the cart ‘round,
I find the grocery experience downright uncool!
50 bucks gone in a snap at checkout.
Spent just on bread, eggs, milk, one meat,
ice cream, and organic celery stalks
(which I now love to eat!)
A sad song plays in my head
...while bagging my own groceries in the cart!