The Supermarket
She was next in line and was in a real hurry
And was about to whine as she had to scurry
It was a big day and a lot needed to be done
She had to get on her way, she had to run
Then looking ahead and seeing the lady's face
As the cashier said you're a bit short today Grace
And as Grace dug looking for just ten more cent
In being so smug this woman would soon resent
When suddenly from behind a man stepped forward
Miss, if you don't mind ten cents is what I think I heard
Giving it to the cashier and then getting back in line
Now finally she was so near and all would be fine
But instead she turned and motioned him ahead
Something inside yearned as the voice in her head
So simple yet so kind it was something she had missed
Maybe again she could find at least she had wished
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