Second Story, by Ed Kline

Second Story

April 2, 2020

If you hear this story

secondhand,

you know the telling

will be

second rate.

So keep your eye on the

second hand –

you don’t want to be one

second late.

I started my day at a

secondhand store,

searching for some Cons

in search of a

second chance.

Time was tight,

seconds took flight,

So off I took, without a

second look.

I found myself at a

second store,

like a runner on

second base,

ready to score,

but not one pair of Chucks

was worth a

second thought,

so I ditched that place without a

second lost.

And I ended up here,

where I should have come first,

to get some grub for my hunger

and some liquid for my thirst,

to find an ear for my woes,

and a loving pair of eyes,

and a sympathetic hand

serving up an apple pie –

Why, yes, if you insist,

I’d love a

second slice.