The Blinds

My window blinds are very old
And all should be replaced.
I don’t like change but finally
Gave in, so I was braced

For brand-new working ones
That could go up and down, as well
As shut to block the sun.
(My old ones didn’t – can’t you tell?)

The windows had been measured,
Orders made and soon arrived.
Today installers came, but of
New blinds I’ve been deprived.

Seems the measurements were off
And so the new ones wouldn’t fit.
My old ones still can do the job
And I’m just fine with it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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June 13, 2024 at 10:41 AM
Desperation can lead to acceptance. But I think, try again. I also need new blinds, so your poem is an incentive. Thanks.
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