Socially distancing, there we each stand
in a line at the grocery store.
Up at the front and beyond us
the check-out man, tender-eyed, watchful.
Heigh-ho, young Ted, he says to
a teenager boy. Helping your mum
and your dad? Getting well again are they?
You’re not speeding, I hope.
You know the Law, good lad!
I’m next, and the check-out man looks
as I puddle about with potatoes and plastic.
Now just take your time, Luv. It’s not
rush hour yet. You take care!
Behind me a house-wife steps up and
still he is watching. My, you’ve got
a lot of good food to prepare. Well done!
No wonder your children are strong.
Looking back as I leave, I see that
the store light is lit like a halo
all over the check-out man’s head.
New Zealand born Mary Trim, who writes as Marye Trim, has a PhD in English Literature (Loughborough, UK, 1998) and studied journalism at the University of Queensland, Australia. She has authored five published books and hundreds of inspirational articles, stories and poems and was a newspaper columnist for nine years, while also working as missionary teacher in India and Thailand. She feels called to writing ministry and sees herself as akin to those “Out of Zebulon, they who handle the pen of the writer” (Judges 5:14).
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