by Oonah V Joslin
We never went out without going in.
Aisles walked more religiously than church,
it was another place
to ‘not show mother up.’
Good girls got sweets.
Miss I Want, got a smack.
Once I got lost and cried.
Bobby socks for school,
pencils, colouring books,
a plastic ‘Chad Valley’ Bassett Hound that squeaked…
I bought one final thing there
just the other week
Prince Caspian. And now I can never go back.
We always got what we wanted there
a walk round Woolies
which in its day, was mammoth.
Oonah V Joslin writes in Northumberland, edits Every Day Poets in Canada and blogs at Oonahverse.