(with apologies to Robert Frost)
Whose shelves these are I think I know
He lives in a corporate village though;
He will not mind me stopping here
Among his aisles well-stocked for snow.
My little truck will have to suffice
Parked out on that sheet of ice
Between the store and busy street
In weather that comes but once or twice.
It gave a little sputter out there
As if to show machines can swear.
Other sounds include the sweep
Of people's footsteps as they hoard their share.
The shelves now look empty, wide, and deep,
But I have milk and bread to keep,
And videos to watch before I sleep,
And videos to watch before I sleep.
~ Charles Kinnaird
Photo: Vulcan Park, Birmingham, Alabama January 2013 - a rare snowfall (photo by Miss Sophie)
(Found on Pinterest)