Stalked the aisles
Chased the stock clerk
Dogged the grocery stacker
Hounded the price checker
Trailed the lady with the over loaded cart
And two snotty kids.
Searched through the condiment shelves
Finally chasing down my quarry,
A splendid jar of creamy mayonnaise
Without which my life was flavorless
The hunt was over.
That I have come to value me.
Not an easy task,
Since I constantly err in judging
What my true value should be.
Others advise to be sure.
The method of measurement obscure.
Inches, knowledge, years mature,
Since the flaws I view in others
Are as apparent in me and more.
Is it February again already? Surely! Ready to post for the first time …for the second year of 28 to Create! What IS 28 to Create, you may ask yourself. Well, I’ll be nice and give you a link so you can check it out!
It’s a daily prompt exercise extravaganza that is open to ANYONE who wants to do ANY form of art based on the prompts given! Give it a try! Get involved! Make some art!