Tatyana Carney Poet Blank verse

Ava's Big Move

Today we played "Shop" and the unpacking of your room began...

(I was the shop keeper)

You brought me a tambourine. - I told you it was a worm holder.  
You shake it with the worms inside and it makes them wiggle and jiggle.
You giggled and bought it with air money.

You brought me a pair of mittens.  - I told you they were ear pockets - for warming the ears. 
You giggled and purchased them as well.

You brought me a shelf with two knobs for hanging - I told you it was a race car, the knobs were the stick shifts.
You needed that immediately and paid promptly.

You brought me your old pink flip flops.  - I told you they were "fantastic flaperdoos" - and demonstrated their music 
making capabilities by flapping them together. 
You altogether "got it" and paid a pound of air money.

You brought me 4 sheets of plain white paper.  - I told you it was a "fine telescope indeed" and rolled them up to peer 
at you with one big eye.
You knew a necessity when you saw one, and loaded my hands with invisible change.

Then, you, very seriously I might add, brought me a lone mitten.  I commented that you had already purchased two 
"ear pockets".  Why did you need a third one?  You, straight-faced, said: "Because I have 3 ears", as you pointed to 
your nose.
I nodded in complete understanding and accepted your payment.

The afternoon went by quick with sales, and somehow, in all of our fun, your room unpacked itself...

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