The Word Got Out
The word got out!
A Northeaster storm is coming tomorrow, late.
The grocery store was like everyone from across the state!
It was a dangerous place to be today. (lol)
Almost getting run over by carts in the way.
Could barely get through to sections of food.
People stocking up in a very rushed mood.
Lines so long, carts so full, it was quite a sight.
You would think we will be snowed in a month, not a night!
Heidi Sands
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2016
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