Waiting in Line for Food: A Poem

For an hour,
we stood in line
waiting for the doors to open

For another hour,
we sat waiting...
we sat listening
for our names.

Waiting in line for food,
for frozen meat,
for fresh vegetables,
and dairy products
to supplement our diets
of canned foods
and pasta.

Waiting in line for food,
we thank the Creator
that it cost us our time
rather then
our meager supply of cash.

Waiting at Desert Springs Hospital

I spent the morning in the waiting room of the outpatient surgery area of Desert Springs Hospital. I took my mother in at 7:00 AM for surgery to open the tear duct on her left eye. We did not get home until around 1:00 PM.

While I sit in the waiting room I did a Sudoku puzzle, worked on a poem, begin an essay, read a poem, ate half a peanut butter sandwich, ate a piece of chocolate candy, drink some water and slept. I also watched the sky from my seat in the waiting room. The clouds gathered above the northern range of the Muddy Mountains as I watched.

I am weary, but I doubt I can get to sleep before 10:30 or 11:00 PM. Even if I do get sleepy, I think I will take a nap on the love seat rather then go to my bed. I still have to go out to the car to lock it and make sure the windows are rolled up. I am going to have to check all the doors because sometimes I forget to lock a door. The problem is that I think the door is lock when it is not, so I am need to check all the car doors to make sure they are locked.

Tomorrow I have to pick up some prescriptions and Mom has an appointment with the surgeon at 9:45 AM to have the stitches removed. After that, well I am not sue just yet what we will do. Perhaps go to Food 4 Less to get some groceries for the picnic on Saturday. I could also go to Home Depot for a cloths line, cloths pins and light bulbs.