By Ann Christine Tabaka
I sit here and wait
for someone to come along,
and snatch me up.
like free goodies to sample
at a grocery store display.
The tasty tempting morsels
that everybody wants to try.
Who will grab this delectable
treat and claim me for their own?
I’ve sat on the shelf for far too
long and fear that I may grow stale,
forgotten and out of date,
pushed to the back of the stacks.
So, won’t you please come
and get me while I last?
Ann Christine Tabaka lives in Delaware, USA.  She is a published poet and artist. She loves gardening and cooking.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats.  Her most recent credits are The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, The Metaworker, Raven Cage Ezine, RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, Longshot Island, Indiana Voice Journal, Halcyon Days Magazine, The Society of Classical Poets, and BSU’s Celestial Musings Anthology.
*(a complete list of publications is available upon request)
 

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