Written for:  Poetic Asides #330 – Write a shopping poem.
For today’s prompt, write a shopping poem. I’ve been doing a lot of the “traditional” shopping lately with a bunch of big family dinners and such, but remember: People shop for husbands, shop for good music, shop for people with similar interests, and so on. Happy shopping for a good poem!

Mom never grocery shopped
with a list. Psst! We never
shop without one. Rule of
thumb in our house is, three
items or more requires a list.
Not saying we do not go off-
script. Odds and ends find
their way into the cart. At
checkout, no doubt, I will
be surprised at his indulgences,
and he at mine. It’s fine.
While I pick up things
as I see them, my husband has
a hard and fast rule–non-perishables
first, refrigerated second,
and frozen foods last. Does not
matter if you cross the store
twice. If the cashier is slow
or the line too long, he has
been known to put the ice cream
back. Makes me think of my dad,
who whisked milk off the table
as soon as it was poured, visions
of spoilage dancing in his head.
He never shopped with a list either.