She headed out Saturday morning,
On a mission she could not fail.
She used to host the family dinner
Now was reduced to one small detail.
She climbed down the steps of the town bus,
The driver lifted her walker for her,
She was slow but very determined...
It was at the back of the store she was sure.
It seemed a great distance to travel
but she shuffled her walker along,
And there was the freezer section
Where the frozen vegetables belonged.
She picked up the one stamped "Great Value"
It seemed an inflated cost
She wondered what size she needed
And into the basket she tossed.
She shuffled to a line with a teller
She hated the new "self check-out"
Laying her mixed vegetables on the counter,
She had done her part no doubt.
She used to host Easter dinner,
No longer was she able to do
But she was still living and giving
Now her family had to help her too.
Based on an observation of the crazy Easter Saturday shopping experience at Walmart.
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