Thursday: time for poetry with my friend, Pam and her kitties, Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats.
Here’s this week’s photo for our inspiration:
And here’s my poem:
The Junk Shop
We were driving along and saw the sign:
JUNK SHOP AHEAD. WHAT WILL YOU FIND?
So hubby pulled over, and I went in.
Then wondered if he’d ever see me again.
Ceiling to floor, wall to wall,
there’s no way you could see it all.
In a few minutes, I was back in the truck.
Hubby said: “I guess you didn’t have any luck”.
“No”, I just said with a smile.
“I’ll let someone else dig through those piles.”
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 
Cute poem – I knew this one would strike a chord with you and all other antiquers/junk shop peekers/thrift shop hunters. There are treasures to be found everywhere if you just look. Well done!
Pam
OK, don’t take this wrong, but as soon as I saw that picture I thought of you! And I just knew your poem was going to be titled “The Treasure Shop”. But I think you called it – I’d be afraid to move around – that I’d ‘accidentally buy’ a treasure because I’d knocked it to the floor and broken it. As always, I love your poems.
Clever and perfect!!
Yep! True words. When I go in one of those places that are filled to the brim, I just get too overwhelmed to even look.
perfect ! – I can picture you as the main character every step of the way ! – & Motor Man as the co-star !
Perfect poem for you to write. Loved it!