Thieves on Black Friday

My camera was right in my bag,

why didn't I get a picture

of my two sisters, my daughter and granddaughter

carrying packages from the store

to the outer-most post of the parking lot

because Verla said we needed the exercise?

We hadn't planned to buy anything--

Oh, maybe boots for Verla's granddaughters--

Two hours later, as we attempt to leave the store

laden with packages galore,

a loud continuous alarm sounds.

Criminals.

You have to go back to checkout.

Long lines.

Forever.
"We paid for everything," Amy bristles
as we walk back.
Humiliated.
Duh Duh Duh Duh Duh
Duh Duh Duh Duh Duh

Beautiful Brigitte to the rescue.

She grabbed our numerous sacks, scanning

and clearing them

before we could say Jack Robinson.

If not for her, we may be there still.

As it was, her expertise and skill

freed us from Debtor's Prison

in time to make the movie, "Mockingjay".

Her break over, Brigitte returns to work.

After the movie, back at Verla's,

we enjoy delicious Thanksgiving leftovers

and friendship and love

unbounded.

My sisters, my daughter, and me.